Nerves rising, I wait for Hugo to explain the stakes of his proposed competition. This is a new side of him that I haven’t seen before, a tiny edge that likely rarely sees the surface. He must be somewhat cutthroat though, to succeed with his news network as much as he has.
“If you win,” Hugo says, “I’ll grant you a wish.”
“A wish?” That’s unusual. Though, Hugo has money and power, being heir to the Harbinger News Network. I imagine there’s very little he can’t do. Even so, I want to clarify. “What kind of wish?”
“Anything within my power to give to you,” he says. “Whatever your heart desires.”
I pause. That’s a bit flirty, isn’t it? Is Hugo… flirting with me? I have no idea how to feel about this. Technically, I am still married. Plus, my heart is all kinds of tangled up with my frust
