Kelly's POV
I got to the office earlier than usual that morning, because I didn’t want to sit in my apartment overthinking the week ahead.
The office floor was quiet, the lights were low and there was no chatter. There was no coffee machine screaming for survival and I liked it that way, because I needed the silence, as I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone.
I’d just set my bag down and turned on my desk lamp when I felt him walk in, before I saw him. Because he had that quiet shift in the air, the kind of presence that didn’t need sound.
Michael walked in, and he stopped just inside the doorway like he hadn’t expected to see me there that early. For a second, neither of us moved. We didn’t smile nor did we greet one another, we just looked at each other.
And then he crossed the roo
