Chapter 6

James didn't sign the papers. He didn't go back right away, either. He stayed in Lumiere.

Henry kept me updated on James's every move, like a loyal informant.

On the first day, he sat in the café downstairs from my studio for six hours.

The next day, he switched to the hotel lobby across the street.

On the third day, he had someone deliver a bouquet upstairs, ninety-nine red roses, with a card that read, [Let's talk.]

I told Henry to send the flowers back right away.

On the fourth day, he finally called. He didn't call me. He didn't…