Otherwise, how could it have been such a coincidence? In the grand scheme of things, her path had been remarkably smooth—work, career, even dealing with enemies. Any sexual predators who dared cross her had met a bitter end. Reflecting on it now, was it all truly her own doing? Aside from love, everything else had gone *too* smoothly. She had even thought her luck had turned. Could it be that an invisible hand was silently guiding everything? That she had laid herself bare, dissected in full view right before him?
