Invisible Lines

Without a word, Nia left, her face drained of all color.

Back in Conrad's office, Nia's fingers at her side slowly curled tighter and tighter, until she couldn't hold back anymore.

"Mr. Vance, was the necklace you asked me to buy the other day meant as a gift for her?" Nia asked.

She'd worked alongside Conrad for years, but had never met Cleo before, so she wasn't sure about their relationship.