Chapter 39

• *Mark*
• Today was the day I was meeting with Lisa after all this time. I wondered if she had changed at all or she was still as beautiful and meek as she was when she ran away months back carrying my baby. I had been the one to suggest The Aviary as the venue as a psychological act against her. It was my way of controlling the narrative, that just because we were in public it didn’t mean that she was safe from me.
• I ordered another pot of coffee and some more of those almond croissants. As I bit into the frangipane-filled pastry my mind went back to the day that I met that billionaire in this spot. Something about him showed he wasn’t one of these trust fund Mens who had inherited money. Yes I had read up on him though there wasn’t much but I gleaned that he built the wealth himself.