Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 233

The next morning.

Isadora arrived at the design firm and went straight to her office.

Wendy blinked, hurried after her, and poked her head around the doorway.

"Isadora, you look exhausted! That thunderstorm last night really rattled you, didn't it?"

Slumped in her chair, Isadora barely managed a response. "Just had a nightmare, that's all."

Truth was, she'd hardly slept at all.

She'd tried every trick to drift off, but sleep had abandoned her completely.

Wendy clucked her tongue sympathetically. "Oof, sounds like that nightmare really did a number on you. You've got the biggest dark circles—I swear, you look like a raccoon."

Isadora pulled a compact out of her tote and glanced at her reflection.

She nearly jumped her face was so pale she looked like a ghost in a horror movie.

With a sigh, she dabbed on some foundation, covering up the evidence of her sleepless night.

warmed over; she had several important client

like this, the meetings would probably go nowhere. Seafarer Designs' biggest challenge was their lack

the Horizon Architects competition, but nearly ten firms were competing for that job.

client meeting she could, hoping to drum up

a moment to think

got back to Summit Crest Estates at night, Victor was never

coming home,

saw his texts, Isadora

to ask where he was or what

a whim, changed his name in her phone

putting in overtime for days-her face looked as drawn

idea what had gotten into Isadora lately; it was like her boss was hell- bent on cramming a year's worth of work into a single week, and Wendy, as

her decades—she felt like she was wilting before

Wendy couldn't

get some rest. Working this late every night

only then that Isadora realized it was

looked at Wendy's hopeful face and relented. "All right, go home. Let's call it

at Summit Crest Estates, Isadora

shower and crawled