Elias
With a tight chest, I watch Chloe Bennett leave the office. The door clicks closed, and the walls begin to close in around me.
On autopilot, I pour myself a scotch and walk to the window. I stare out over New York as I fight an overwhelming sense of sadness.
She’s gone.
Knock, knock. Deelan appears and smiles broadly as he sees my drink.
“We celebrating already?” he asks.
“Seems that way.”
He looks around. “Where’s Chloe Bennett?”
“She left.” I sip my scotch and feel the warmth of the amber fluid. I stare at it in the glass. “She resigned. Effective immediately.”
“What?” His face falls. “You can’t be serious.”
“It’s for the best.”
“What the f**k? How is it for the best?”
“We were never going to work, Tris; you knew that.” I pause. “There’s always going to be an asshole l
