Evelyn’s POV
The agency no longer felt like an office building.
The first time she’d walked in, nerves had disguised everything. The gleaming marble floors, the glass walls, the warm smiles from the staff. Back then, it had felt like walking into an opportunity, a lifeline. Now, stepping through the same revolving doors, it felt like entering a cage.
The receptionist recognized her immediately and smiled. “Miss Carter. Welcome back.”
Welcome back. Two words that made her throat tighten.
Carmen walked beside her until they reached the inner corridor. She wasn’t allowed beyond that point. Her hand squeezed Evelyn’s with more strength than Evelyn thought she had. “You’ll be fine,” Carmen whispered. “Breathe, okay? He’s just a man.”
Just a man. Carmen knew that was a lie. Damian Blackw
