The words,

I'm in love with you

thrill her so little now.

She used to live for even a hint at that idea. She lived for every little vague gesture.

But her head was on straight now.

Her mind was clearer now.

The world was hers to take.

Deep breaths. Believe in yourself. Believe in your talent.

Ready. Set. Go.

xxx

Work. Work.

The clatter of the keyboard echoed throughout the pristine white room.

She looks out the floor length window into Seoul.

Cars crawled about like critters 40 floors below.

The case was likely her most brilliant one yet.

She'd managed to find an angle that could never be disputed.

The only problem was, she knew without a doubt the man she was defending was guilty.

The past her would have protested, given up the case.

But she was different now.

No guilt anymore.

Never.

xxx

She left work and called Kai.

"Yoboseoyo?"

Kicking off her heels in the car, she replied, "Let's grab dinner? You free?"

"Come home. We can order out."

(Smiling) "Alright. Love you. Bye."

xxx

Kai's heart jumped at her words. Seconds later, the disgust caught up with him.

Who was she to be throwing those words out so, so

casually?

Didn't she know what those words meant?

Were they meaningless to her?

xxx

The sleek black Maserati pulled to a smoot