Chapter 7
June’s Point of View
I’ve been staring at my computer screen for what feels like forever, my fingers hovering uselessly over the keyboard. But it’s not my workload that has me distracted—it’s him.
Dos.
He’s been here for a while now, sitting across the office with Uno and Amelia. And yet, for the first time since I met him, he hasn’t acknowledged me. No teasing smirk. No snarky remark. Not even a casual glance.
He’s ignoring me.
The realization tightens in my chest like an iron grip. Why? Did I do something wrong?
No. I know what this is about.
The kiss.
Ugh! My hands ball into fists on my lap. That kiss wasn’t my fault—he was the one who kissed me first! So why does it feel like I’m the one being punished?
I tried greeting him earlier, forcing a bright
