The next morning, Lana arrived at Specter Industries determined to focus entirely on work.
After the uncomfortable thoughts that had followed her all evening and most of the night, she needed distraction.
Work was good for that.
Work was safe.
Numbers, reports, meetings, deadlines—they didn't ask difficult questions about her heart.
She had barely settled at her desk when her office door burst open without warning.
"Lana!"
She jumped in her chair.
Thomas stood there wearing a grin so wide that it immediately made her suspicious.
"What happened?" she asked cautiously.
He looked positively delighted.
"I have fantastic news."
Lana immediately narrowed her eyes.
"Why do I feel like this fantastic news is going to create more work for me?"
Thomas laughed.
"Because you know me too
