Mark's POV
I walked back into the office feeling like I was stepping into a cage. Well nothing had changed, the noise — the ringing phones, the clacking keyboards, the low chatter — it all washed over me.. I hadn’t been here in days, weeks maybe, yet the place didn’t miss a beat. The world would still be spinning, even when mine looked like I stepped on the brakes.
I kept my head down, trying to make it to my office without running into anyone. I didn't want to talk to anyone, I didn't want to have to explain myself.
“Mr. Arthur!”
Fuck.
Beth’s voice snapped me out of my haze. She headed for me, her steps brisk and hurried. She looked relieved and curious, and I suddenly felt exposed.
“Hey, Beth,” I muttered, forcing a smile and hoping it wasn’t obvious that I was forcing one.
“It’s
