Chapter 16 Shadows Between Us

• The buzz of victory faded quickly.
• The next morning, Sandra stood in front of the bathroom mirror, steam curling around her as she fixed her blouse. The engagement ring on her finger gleamed with promise, but her reflection looked uneasy. Something about last night lingered not in the ring, not Steve’s rooftop vow, but something deeper. A feeling she couldn’t name.
• Steve was already in the kitchen, flipping pancakes like it was a Sunday and not the morning after corporate warfare.