Smiles with a Hidden Purpose
Melissa kept her composure as they took their seats. Her smile felt real, but she knew better than to get swept up in sentiment. “It really has,” she replied smoothly, matching his warmth with practiced ease. Inside, her heart thudded with anticipation, not affection—she couldn’t forget the mission.
They exchanged small talk like old friends—job updates, mutual friends, casual gossip. Steve cracked jokes, and she laughed in all the right places. But beneath the surface, Melissa was calculating, guiding the interaction carefully, playing the role of someone simply seeking closure—not a woman wired with surveillance.
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