Chapter 8
Lyra
Ethan and Clarissa's return to Lennox was nothing short of a spectacle. When I first spotted them walking through the office, I felt a surge of emotions—anger, annoyance, and a pinch of disbelief. Ethan looked sharp as always, his tailored suit pristine, but his demeanor screamed anything but confidence. His eyes landed on me across the office floor, and the expression that crossed his face was a mix of shock and something much darker.
Clarissa wasn’t much better. She clung to his arm like a lifeline, her face pale and tight-lipped. It didn’t take long to hear the whispers floating around—Clarissa had been demoted. She was still employed, but her position had taken a significant hit. As for Ethan, his face said everything: he blamed me.
The moment his eyes locked on mine
