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and wearing a sparkling suit, yet he is blind to my gaze. He enters Ethan's office, passes by, and closes the door. What's in that folder, please? I

e for harming my family. I glance at my desk and shrug it off. A computer, a phone, and a pile of documents that Ethan instructed me to organize are all pr

uy with the folder behind him, Ethan, emerges from his office. "Can you get coffee for us, Lilia?" With kind blue eyes, Ethan asks. I nod and quickl

, reminiscent of Mom's cooking in the morning. I pick up two mugs and go back. Ethan and the guy are conversing quietly as I enter. Words like "town" an

glance. He is pointing at documents as he flips through the folder. Pretending to fix the cups, I linger. The guy nods and walks away as Ethan

l, and his suit suits him wonderfully. To concentrate, I shook my head. I go to my desk and say, "Yes, I'll do it now." I navigate through th

. I expected he'd be frigid, like a villain in a novel. He instead inquires as to how I'm adjusting. I smile and tell a fib, "It's great here."

s not to create friends. My goal is to uncover Ethan's secrets. I notice a text from Mom when I check my phone. It reads, "Be care

soft on the carpet, I tiptoe inside his office. The large, crimson folder remains on his desk. With a trembling hand, I grab it. I convince myself to take just one look. When I

s unaware of my strange behavior. "Lila, could you please send these files to accounting?" he hands me a pile of documents. My mouth is dry as

of what to say, I nod. He's liked by everybody here. That isn't logical. Why did his business destroy Dad if he is such a lovely guy? My head is racing a

my suitcase in hand, I go out into the dazzling city lights. My mind is racing as I make my way to the train. I can't get that folder off my mi

es, "How's the big city?" Crazy, I text back. I got the job. I keep Ethan's grin and the folder from her. As a jour

to Dad's photo. "Dad, I saw something today," I mumble. "I'm almost ready to make Ethan pay." However, my voice trembles. I didn't

f it's another person? I ignore the notion. I promised my father. Ethan's grin cannot make me reconsider. I attempt to sleep by closing my eyes, but that folder keeps coming up