Harper’s POV
Cade and I step off the elevator and back onto the office floor. Neither of us has spoken a word since leaving Brownsville Manor. The silence has been thick and uncomfortable, but necessary. I want him to know that I’m not afraid to distance myself from him either. It’s my turn to keep him at arm’s length for a change.
Cade marches directly into his office and slams the door loudly behind him. I follow suit and go straight to my desk, ignoring the dozens of eyes observing my movements. As I take my seat, Evan races over from across the office.
“Are you alright, Harper?” Evan asks, gesturing at my bruised knees.
“Oh, those little scrapes?” I ask, waving him off. “It’s nothing. Doesn’t even hurt.”
Lying to Evan never feels good, but the truth is that it’s better than endur
