C41 Counterplay

Antonio

I watched her from across the office, Daphne Galanis, poised at her desk, fingers flying across the keyboard like she was trying to make herself invisible. The faint tension in her posture was delicious — and infuriating. She thought she could hide. She thought she could pretend that Rhea’s interference didn’t affect her.

But I knew better.

I had watched this play out my entire life