Clara
Some people are very good at hiding who they really are, and Alexander was one of them. And perhaps that's why I was having so much trouble accepting reality. Because part of me kept seeing the impeccable, elegant, and confident man he'd always been… while the other part couldn't stop remembering the evidence, the emails, the altered signatures, and that conversation with the engineer about the elevator.
Two versions of him constantly clashed in my head: the brilliant partner who helped me grow… and the man capable of jeopardizing an entire project just to manipulate a situation to his advantage. The worst part was that both versions seemed real.
When he showed up at my office inviting me to lunch, I immediately felt that silent alarm bell go off inside me. There was something b
