Selene:
The office is dead quiet, save for the soft flick of paper as I thumb through another file. My desk is cluttered with documents, deadlines, and a coffee I’ve reheated twice but still haven’t touched.
This week’s been a mess. And I’m the one stuck cleaning it up.
I set the second file down, already dreading the third. Just as my fingers brush its corner, the door creaks open behind me.
I don’t look up. “Did you forget someth—”
“No. It’s me. Avery.”
My eyes snap up.
She’s standing in the doorway like she belongs there. Hip c****d, arms folded and a half-smirk tugging at her lips.
There’s a glint in her eyes I can’t quite read. Too calm. Too pleased with herself.
I arch a brow. “You’re in a good mood for someone who’s drowning in work.”
“And you’re surprisingly calm for som
