Abby
One of his guards is standing at the front door, and his eyebrows go up when he sees me. I recognize him from back in the day. Jimmy, if I’m remembering right. We never interacted much. He was still new when we got our divorce. Does he know why Karl left me? Do all his staff think I cheated and wronged him? God, I can’t believe this is happening.
“I’m here to see Karl,” I bite out.
“I’ll take you,” he says, his eyebrows shooting up at my tone. Hopefully, he knows my anger isn’t directed at him. I can’t even rein it in enough to be mildly pleasant.
He leads me to Karl’s office, knocking softly on the door.
“Yes?” Karl calls.
“Ms. Abby, here to see you.”
I refrain at the last moment from rolling my eyes. Jimmy’s just doing his job. He’s not the one who deserves to
