Maybe taking some space from her for the week will be good for both of us.
Fiona
“You ready to leave?” Ryan asks.
Shoot. I spaced out.
“Just a second, Ryan,” I mumble, mentally berating myself for getting distracted by Ethan being gone. I quickly finish typing out an email asking the client if they would like to schedule a meeting for next week when Ethan is back.
“I am now.”
He waits patiently, like he did yesterday, until I gather my things and follow him downstairs. Yesterday and today were a bit uneventful in the office without Ethan.
I glance at my messages again and sigh. I’ve sent him three messages since he left, and he hasn’t answered any of them. I thought he would at least keep in contact while he was gone, but I guess I was wrong.
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