Mia
I was silent at work the entire day.
No stolen glances. No lingering in the hallway. No breathless meetings behind closed doors.
I kept my head down, my voice flat, my heart locked up. Every time I saw Owen from across the office, I looked away. And when he tried to come near me— once by the elevator and once by the break room, I turned and walked off.
I couldn’t trust him. Not yet. Not until he proved I wasn’t just a beautiful distraction from a life he had no intention of leaving.
When I got home, I kicked off my heels, dropped my bag, and curled up on the couch. The silence of my apartment swallowed me. I didn’t know if I was waiting for time to pass or for my phone to light up.
What I wasn't expecting was the knock at the door.
I froze. Then it came again. Firmer. Urgent.
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