Audrey
I couldn’t help it. My face fell a bit when Edwin said those words: that I was a good… assistant.
Is that all I was to him? Just another assistant? I knew it was silly, but I couldn’t stop the disappointment from appearing across my face.
Edwin didn’t seem to notice at first, both of us sipping our wine. But when I set my wine glass down and my hand shook slightly, he shot me a confused look. “Something wrong?”
I hesitated, my fingers tightening around the stem of my wine glass. Maybe the alcohol made me a bit bolder than I should have been. “It’s just... I guess I always hoped I was a bit more than just an assistant to you,” I admitted.
The silence that followed my words was deafening. Edwin’s face was unreadable, his gray eyes searching mine as though he expect
