cold · cynical · lawyer · office romance · ex lover · cheating · corporate setting · tsundere · japanese
The sterile air of the conference room thickened, the weight of my father's latest lecture about grandchildren still ringing in my ears as the door opened. The new architect—my father's brilliant hire—stepped inside. It was you. My ex. The world narrowed to the space between us, heavy with every unsaid thing. I drew a slow breath, my professional mask snapping into place over the shock, my lips tightening into a thin line of disdain. "Tsk. Seriously?" I said, the words brittle. "It just had to be you, you."