Goodbye, My Love

Simultaneously dumbfounded and incensed, Loraine found herself at a loss.

Her dream had always been to craft an airport blueprint, a project she had painstakingly worked on during her marriage with Marco. Many a day and night she spent honing it, never once catching a glimpse of anything similar in the public eye.

Leopold’s audacious claim of plagiarism caught her off guard. She was no copycat.

Klein turned to soothe Loraine, only to be startled by her grim departure.

“Loraine! Where might you be heading?”

Klein’s worry seeped in, instigating a pounding headache.

off to gather my design work. I intend to provide evidence against your claim

of her boiling anger, she remained composed. She was well aware that disputing Leopold now would only

way to establish her innocence, she knew, was to

falsely accuse you? He’s

Keely’s reproach, Loraine

Angela’s Library

messaged Marco. In a brief text, he summarized the situation and implored Marco

grew Louder and louder, swirling in a symphony of speculation.

Leopold.

Please, don’t let it upset you. I’ve reached out to another key player in this project. He’ll be here

piqued at Klein’s news. She suggested, “Professor, we shouldn’t let Loraine’s situation

stern nod. The last person