Collateral Bride

The Fallout

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The Fallout

DOMINIC

The bitter taste of lukewarm coffee clung to my tongue as I stared at the mug in my hand. For the fifth time in as many minutes, I debated tossing the damn thing into the trash. It wasn’t like I was drinking it anymore. It sat in front of me, forgotten as my thoughts spiraled. My office, usually a place of control and order, felt stifling today. The air was heavy, the papers on my desk wer