Nina
I walk into the office, tossing my coat onto the back of the chair. It’s already a mess of papers and overdue work, but I can’t focus on that right now. Not with everything that’s going on.
The phone rings, slicing through the silence, and I glance at the screen. Elijah’s name flashes across it. I don’t even think, just answer.
“Hey, Elijah.”
“Hey, you,” he says, voice smooth. “How’s your day going?”
I lean back in the chair, propping my feet up on the desk. “It’s been... rough. Funeral stuff. You know.”
There’s a quiet pause on the other end, like he’s weighing his words. “I was thinking... maybe I could take you out tonight. Dance a little, take your mind off things?”
I bite my lip. I want to go. I want to forget the heaviness of today. But my family needs me. “I can’t. I’ve
