(Cole)
I knew Lena was annoyed with me before I even left her house.
She hadn't raised her voice. She hadn't argued. She hadn't even mentioned it more than once.
That was exactly how I knew.
Lena wasn't the kind of woman who started unnecessary fights. When something bothered her, she usually got quieter instead.
I'd received exactly three text messages from her this morning.
The first was good morning.
The second was about a contractor meeting.
The third was a single thumbs up.
That one told me everything I needed to know.
I stared at my phone while sitting behind my desk.
Ryan walked into my office carrying a file and immediately stopped.
"You look concerned."
I looked up.
"I'm concerned."
Ryan dropped into the chair across from me.
"Work concerned or Lena concerned?"
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