Chapter Seven :The Meeting
The lunch was a blur of high-tension silence and pointed questions that I dodged like landmines. Alexander was observant, far too observant, and every time he looked at my hands or noticed the way I checked my watch, I felt like he was peeling back the layers of the life I had so carefully constructed. I managed to escape the restaurant by claiming I had a faculty meeting, but the truth was much more desperate. I needed to get to Chase. I needed to see his face and remind myself what I was fighting for.
I skipped the bus and took a frantic taxi to the daycare center, my heart hammering against my ribs the entire way. The "Little Explorers" center was a cheerful building painted in primary colors, a stark contrast to the cold, grey steel of the corporate world
