~~Evan~~
She laughed at something Tasha said. A soft sound, carefree. The type of sound that didn’t belong in this place.
I looked up from my screen. Mira was leaning forward at her desk, her hair slipping over her shoulder as she wrote something. She didn’t even know I was watching.
That made it worse.
I didn’t mean to stare, I just… damn it.
I forced my eyes back to the numbers of reports, but the lines were blurry now.
Something about her unsettled me.
She moved differently. She now walked like she didn’t know who was watching, which meant she didn’t care who was watching.
And she was polite. Always quiet. But not weak, curious but not nosy.
I hated it.
The need to be near her. The need to touch her.
I clenched my fist under the table.
I couldn’t.
She was Solen.
My chest
