Lena

"Great. So I'll put you with the Castellanos, she's an art dealer, he's a human rights lawyer, they're both hilarious, and the Lees, she runs a tech nonprofit, he's a chef. They're the kind of people who will actually talk to you like a human being instead of treating you like a trophy wife."

Trophy wife.

The words landed wrong.

Nate saw it immediately.

"Sorry," he said quickly. "Bad phrasing. I just meant…"

"It's fine." I picked up my latte and took a sip. It had gone lukewarm. "That's what I am, isn't it? A trophy. Or a transaction. Same thing."

"Lena, that's not…"

"Did Julian tell you why...