(Reese)
The venue was exactly what I remembered. A converted warehouse on the west side of the city with exposed brick along the north wall, high ceilings, and enough natural light coming through the upper windows that the space felt open without feeling cold.
I stepped inside and felt something in me settle that hadn't settled properly in days.
This was mine.
Simone was already inside with Troy and two members of the production team. She looked up when I came through the door.
"You look different," she said.
"I'm fine," I said.
"I didn't say you weren't."
I looked at her. She looked back with that expression she had when she'd already decided something and was waiting to see if I'd confirm it. I didn't give her the opportunity.
"Where are we starting?" I said.
She handed me the
