Margot POV
Richard’s name felt distant now, like something from another life.
Back in college, he’d been one of those alpha upperclassmen I quietly admired.
We studied under the same professor; both of us were flagged as the standouts at Vanderbilt Dominion.
Now he was up in Alaska, running a research team at one of the company’s mining sites, working on a project of his own. He’d always been one of the professor’s favorites.
The memory made me a little nostalgic for those years.
I gave Nora a helpless look.
“That’s just manners and class. Why do you make it sound like he’s putting on an act?”
I had to admit privately that Rhett could be a little polished.
Maybe even a little performative.
At least the version that everyone else saw differed from the man I knew.
“Of course.” Nor
