"You don't have to act like I'm invisible, Isabel."
I froze in the hallway just outside the conference room, my hand on the door, ready to walk back inside. Jaxon's voice was low, just the slightest edge to it, but it was enough to stop me in my tracks. I didn't want to turn around. Didn't want to face him.
But I did anyway.
I looked back, finding the way he stared at me. He wasn't angry, but there was something in his expression, some mixture of frustration and something else that I placed. And all I wanted to do was brush past him, keep walking, keep pretending everything was just great. That wasn't what I did.
Jaxon," I said, my voice quieter than I'd meant it to be. "I'm not acting like you're invisible. I'm just trying to focus, alright? We're at work."
He stepped a little closer
