chapter 30

Jessica slows her pace, breathing heavy as she rounds the corner to her apartment.Standing by the communal bins is Shanon, the girl from 4B. Shanon is built like a vertical line—no hips, no full breasts, and a personality that’s even flatter. She’s spent the last six months watching Jessica from behind her curtains, feeding a bitter, poisonous jealousy instead of hitting a squat rack. ‎For months, Jessica tried the "good neighbor" routine - a friendly wave, a "good morning" –but Shannon always met it with a stony silence and a look that suggested Jessica was something she’d scraped off the bottom of her shoe. Eventually, Jessica stopped feeding the trolls and started returning the snub with double the interest.‎‎As Jessica reaches her apartment, Shannon’s eyes dart over to Jessica’s tight shorts, eyeing the effortless way she carries her beauty. Her lip curls in a visible sneer, gaze heavy with a dirty look.‎‎Jessica pauses. "You got something to say, Shannon? Or is your face

chapter 31

‎"I’m the joke you’re obsessed with. By the way, is that what you’re trying to have a baby with? A man who wanks to the thought of me naked every morning while you’re probably inside making oatmeal and wondering why he won't touch you?" “Shut your filthy mouth! At least I have a man who comes home to me. You’re just a rotation girl. A weekend treat for some suit in a Rolls Royce who’ll forget your name by Tuesday.”‎“Maybe if you spent less time being a bitter bitch and more time being a woman, your man wouldn't be begging to memorialize my pussy on canvas while you’re probably trying to touch yourself in the shower.”‎"Stop with your pathetic lies. Francis and I have a life, a future! You just have... whatever the fuck you’re doing with those rich assholes in their cars."‎‎Jessica’s laugh is lethal. "Honey, if you’re trying to conceive with a man whose only hobby is lurking behind curtains, wanking at girls in leggings and his afternoons painting nude portraits of women who wouldn

chapter 32

Jessica steps out of the shower, as the hot water washes away the residual tension of the showdown with Shannon. She puts on a silk robe and makes her way to the kitchen.Her small apartment is filled with the beautiful, rolling brass of salsa music pulsing from the vintage radio.‎‎She needs to eat something before her nerves completely take over. She makes herself a bowl of steel-cut oats, stirring in a splash of almond milk and a generous spoonful of honey.The steam rises around her face as she dances a little three-step to the rhythm. She takes the bowl to her small, sunlit table and sits down, ready to finally relax.‎‎Chime.‎‎Her phone screen lights up with a new email notification. Jessica puts down her spoon. She quickly unlocks the phone and taps on the message.It’s an email from Kingston Real Estate.‎Her brows furrow as she reads the subject line: Employment Offer - Executive Assistant to the CEO.‎‎She scrolls down quickly, her eyes devouring the details. "Dear Ms

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