Aria’s POV
During break, I went to the coffee machine in the hallway to get myself a fresh cup. Unfortunately when I went to pour, the pot was empty. Sighing, I grabbed the pot and turned toward the breakroom to use the sink to refill it.
Turning, however, I nearly walked straight into Joanna, who I hadn’t heard approach me.
“So your little stunt didn’t pull off this morning,” Joanna said. “Fortunately you can now see that Liam is picking me over you. I warned you before, hoping you could see the writing on the wall with those messages that he sent me. Unfortunately, you seem to remain purposefully obtuse.”
“I was only there to hand over my reports,” I said.
“Something you could have emailed.”
“Liam likes to have hard copies.”
“He could have printed him out himself if that was true
