Alexander
New York always smells of ambition. Expensive coffee, quick decisions... and opportunities.
I enter the building with a firm step, as always. People greet me, some with respect, others with that slight tension that my presence generates. I'm used to it... And the truth is, I like it.
Control... I've always liked it.
The elevator opens and I enter without looking at anyone. I press the button on the floor where her office is. Her office, Clara.
I lean my back against the elevator mirror and put my hands in my pants pockets. My reflection shows me a calm image… but my mind is not so calm.
Not after what I saw, not after what I confirmed.
She and Ethan... Again.
I let out a small humorless laugh.
"Interesting," I murmured.
It doesn't bother me that she has someone, it bot
