ScarlettPOV
I went inside and threw myself into work until the quiet lunch finally loosened its grip.
By late afternoon, I stepped out and found his car still there.
Everything I’d buried came flooding back twice as strong.
I frowned at him as he opened the door and walked over.
“What is this? Don’t tell me one contract needs a full day.”
“Yeah.”
He didn’t even try to defend the excuse.
I crossed my arms over my bag and studied him.
Same sharp gray suit from lunch.
Hair perfect. The tiredness under his eyes almost sold the important-meeting story.
I shook the thought off. No more making excuses for him.
I’d come here specifically to get space. His trailing after me defeated the whole point.
And he knew I was on my period.
What exactly did he think was going to happen?
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