Chapter 218
~ Navine ~
I sat in my office, staring at the CCTV monitor like it was some kind of twisted entertainment system designed specifically to torture me.
Nathaniel and Hailey.
The feed replayed in real time—her stepping out of his car, her movements careful but not hesitant. His hand settled at her lower back, not possessive in a loud way, but intimate in the quiet, unquestioned sense of belonging. Protective. Familiar.
The way she tilted her head up toward him made my chest tighten. That soft, instinctive trust in her eyes. The kind that came from believing someone would catch you if you fell.
I should stop watching.
I should close the feed, minimize the window, reclaim some shred of dignity and focus on the mountain of reports and pending approvals scattered across my desk
