I wouldn't tell them yet.
No point telling them now.
Not yet.
Not until the divorce was final.
Why make them worry before they had to.
After dinner, I went to my old room and changed clothes.
I told my mother I was meeting a friend and would be back later that evening.
She didn't ask who.
She just watched me for a moment, then nodded.
...
In the elevator, I put on a hat and mask, successfully giving my tail the slip as I left the complex.
I arrived at Amanson Hotel shortly before seven.
The exterior was traditionally elegant, while the interior screamed understated luxury.
I went to meet Dora first.
Walking in, I spotted a Green family driver who greeted me respectfully before leading me through a maze of corridors, eventually stopping in front of a door which he opened for m
