Myra & Lyra

First week at Alpha, someone mentions the twins. Identical. Down to the voice. I smiled and went back to my spreadsheet. I never met the other one. What I met was 4:15 PM. Every day. Heels on marble, coming my way. Silk, leather, tailored dresses that fit like an argument I wasn't winning. She'd pass close enough...더 읽어보세요