Lyse stood in front of her mirror, smoothing a hand down the crisp emerald blouse she'd chosen. It brought out the warmth in her skin and the subtle flecks of green in her eyes details Brandon always complimented her on whenever he wanted something.
She forced herself not to dwell on that thought.
Today was supposed to be… productive. Neutral. Strictly business.
Brandon had pitched a collaboration between her fashion line and an influencer he managed, something high-visibility, mutually beneficial, and honestly much needed for her brand's current momentum. She hadn't forgiven him, not really, but she also wasn't in a place where she could afford to turn away smart opportunities.
Levi had told her once to be careful about mixing business and emotional wounds.
She ignored the way the memory squeezed her chest.
Lyse clipped on her earrings, grabbed her purse, and checked her phone one last time before heading out.
A new message glowed across the screen.
Her breath stalled.
