Gemotions

He'd regaled her with tales of boardroom battles and the cutthroat world of corporate law. Now, Lily stared at the bright yellow sign. “Ace Pest Control: Serving the Tri-State Area.” Mark, her “high-powered attorney,” was a bug exterminator.

Her breath hitched. She had spent hours listening to him, offering support, believing in his ambitions. Her cheeks burned with a sudden, searing heat. She felt a furious pulse hammering behind her eyes.

She clutched her handbag so tightly her knuckles whitened. A wave of nausea hit her, and she had to sit down on the nearest bench. How could he? The sheer audacity of it left her speechless, rendered her incapable of thinking coherently.