EMBER’S POV
The drive back home from Nightshade Power Inc. was deafening with the awkward silence that accompanied us— My mind kept taking trips back to the creepy and disturbing way Mr. Lark gazed at me. I’ve had my fair share of perverted CEOs trying to sleep with me in this line of work, but that look was neither lust or danger—it was at best disturbing.
“That was the most bizarre interview I’ve ever done with my life” Ava kills the silence. “Why the f**k was he staring into your soul like that for?”
“I have no idea” I answered, shrugging my shoulders.
“Whatever the look meant, I’m just glad we got the opportunity to do the interview, now my vacation starts properly” Ava sighed.
“I’m happy for you” I replied, while I unburdened myself from the captivity of my fabrics.
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