EMORY'S POV
I barely noticed as the days blurred into weeks. Before I knew it, two months had passed since we started working at Global Sentinel.
Balancing my internship and shifts at the café was exhausting. Drake and Andre kept insisting I quit, reminding me that Global Sentinel paid us well enough. But I couldn’t bring myself to leave just yet. Cara had given me my first job, my first real chance, and I owed her for that.
Besides, the extra work kept me distracted—I wanted to exhaust myself to the point where I wouldn’t have to feel the emptiness creeping in.
I hadn’t told Drake or Andre about my encounter with Geller. At first, I meant to, but as the days passed, and he made no move to approach me again, I convinced myself there was no point. Telling them would only make them worry
