The Affair

Chapter 19.2

Friday, July 8, 2022 – 4:05pm

The next day, Amy arrives at the office just as the workday ends for most employees. She walks to her desk to meet with Fallon, who is in the middle of a filing. Since it is her day off, Amy struts into the shared space with her hair down, and sporting a short white halter-style summer dress with a pair of brown leather wedge heels. Hanging on her shoulder is a small leather purse, and she pulls out her phone as she sits in her chair. Fallon watches her as she taps away at her phone, enthralled by Amy's silky straight hair and sheer beauty.

"Oh my god, Amy... Y-You look so hot.", Fallon says, hoping a compliment could disarm her.

Amy's eyes are pulled from her phone to look Fallon's way. "Aww Fallon, how sweet of you to say!", Amy says with a malevolent snicker, "Oh, but if only I could say the same about you... You look like a slutty catholic schoolgirl.".

Fallon sighs as she looks down to her body, now feeling insecure about her outfit. Her top is a simple navy button-down, the sleeves cuffed at her elbows and shirt tail tucked into a white pleated skirt. On her feet are basic black leather flats and are by no means sexy or chic. A black velvet ribbon choker adorns her neck, and a single pretty pearl stone hangs just above the notch in her neckline.

"I guess it's my skirt that she's making fun of.", Fallon thinks to herself, looking at the plaid design of her skirt, "I thought I looked cute...".

Fallon keeps her stare at the ground and she mindlessly fiddles with her fingers. "I-I'm s-sorry...", she mutters.

"Whatever.", Amy responds, her fingers pattering away on her phone, "Are we going or what?".

"Oh, yeah! B-But please just give me, like, 20 minutes... I just have one last application to file, and th-the client approved the spec super-super late, a-and I just got it, so—".

"Okay, pet, I get it!", Amy groans, tossing her head back, "Lucky for you, Dylan and I had a very satisfying day together, so I'm in a forgiving mood. Finish your filing, little Fallon. I'll wait... but I won't wait long. Got it?"

Fallon winces as she answers, "Y-Yes...".

Fearing that the longer she took the angrier Amy would become, Fallon hastily refocuses herself with her final filing. As Amy waits for Fallon to finish, she leans back in her chair and begins reading a chapter from her favorite book, Memoirs of a Geisha, on her phone. Unbeknownst to Amy, the SMOL camera that was still set up in William's office had picked up on her phone's hotspot and was now uploading the newest round of saved recordings to Dylan's cloud storage. After 15 more minutes, a happy Fallon hops up from her seat with her purse in hand and beckons Amy that she was now ready to leave. Together they leave the office, making their way outside of the 2 Houston Center building and onto the Fannin Street sidewalk.

As Amy begins to walk in the direction towards Walker Street, she notices Fallon not following behind her. Looking back, she spots Fallon still standing near the stone steps of the building, recoiling like a stray animal as the people pass by. Annoyed, she stomps towards her

"What is your problem?? Let's go already!", she roars.

Fallon flinches, thinking that Amy would strike her, but is quick to return her submissive gaze towards her. She offers a nervous smile as she holds out her hand to be held. Amy places her hands on her hips as she looks down upon Fallon's pitiful little girl persona with a grin.

"Really...?".

Doing her best to appeal to Amy's sense of empathy, she warmly smiles as she nods. Amy pinches the bridge of her nose and takes a long deep breath. Taking Fallon's hand in hers, she pulls with a violent force, bringing Fallon closer to her body. Now face to face, her glare burrows into Fallon.