Olivia:
“Thank you, Ethan, I was able to get here on time thanks to you.”
“You don’t have to thank me. I’m just really glad I got to see you again,” he said, one hand on the steering wheel as he parked in front of the building, looking at me.
Walking like a child in her mother’s heels, I rushed over to the Hayes Industries building, mumbling incoherent prayers along the way, half lost between hope and relief.
If it weren’t for him offering me a ride, I would have been doomed before the day even began. The thought made me smile faintly. My shirt was still a little damp from earlier, but somehow I didn’t care anymore. I’d made it.
I stared at my reflection on the glassy building, home to one of the most prestigious companies in the world, my own image staring back at me with silent judg
