Gwendolyn followed her out, wearing the triumphant look of a victor. "I already had someone clear your desk earlier this morning, so there's really nothing left for you to pack, is there?"
She glanced at Elena's workstation, a sneer curling her lips. "Your desk is so bare, not much to take with you. Unlike mine, of course. I've only just started, and already I've been showered with gifts and flowers." Gwendolyn cast a smug glance at the flowers and presents scattered across her desk. "But none of this really matters to me. The only gift that counts is the one Nate gave me."
Elena's eyes fell on the wooden box atop her desk.
Inside, an antique necklace lay nestled in velvet, unmistakably something Nathaniel had chosen.
Elena remained silent, gathering her belongings. She had no time for
