Chance…
I walk out of Emma’s study in a haze, pissed off at myself for even thinking she could be mine. She will never be yours…
And after seeing her this morning, it became clear—she’s not mine. And the thought that she stayed with him—in his f*****g room—is like a punch to the gut. But when Lenny showed me her contract with Rick, accompanied with her signature and date, after I confessed my feelings to her. It f*****g killed me…
As I walk into the office, Lenny is sitting at Rick’s desk and Andy, James, Dean, and Brett are standing around the room looking impatient as they pace or fidget with random items. I look to my watch—late again, damn it.
“Sorry, Guys.” I say.
“You need better time management,” Andy says.
“Yes, Sir. Just doing my job,” I say sarcastically.
Andy glances to m
