The Day His Secret Lover Resigned

Summary

For three years, being Adrian Price’s secret girlfriend meant learning the exact art of staggered existence.

We never arrived anywhere together. If we caught a movie, we entered the theater ten minutes apart; if we left his building on a Sunday, I took the service elevator down while he walked through the lobby. Every holiday was celebrated off-peak, buffered by excuses and empty calendars, all to protect his spotless corporate reputation.

So on Valentine’s night, I did what was expected of me: I stayed at my cubicle under the hum of fluorescent lights, putting the finishing touches on a…