Page 158 of Bona Fide

Me: Good luck with all of that.

A soft knock sounds along the frame of my doorway, and I glance up to see Mila with a faint smile on her face.

“You alright?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m not even going to bother to say that I’m here if you need me because you won’t come. But I will say that you’re strong enough to get through whatever it is that you’re dealing with.”

I send her a feeble grin. “Thanks.”

“I’m ordering lunch, then we’ll talk about the Valenz’s event.”

I nod. "Right." She turns to leave, but I stop her when a thought slams into my head. "Mila...did you mention to anyone that I was going to the art gallery opening?"

She pushes out her lips, thinking, then shakes her head. “No, why?”

“No reason.”

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