My voice was steady.
Flat.
Unshaken.
I stepped back.
And the moment I did…
Pain shot through my ankle.
Sharp.
Quick.
Unforgiving.
A reminder.
His gaze dropped instantly.
He noticed.
Of course he did.
His jaw tightened.
A flicker of something passed through his expression…
Concern?
Restraint?
Regret?
I didn’t wait to find out.
Because he didn’t say anything.
Not a single word.
He picked up his briefcase.
Turned.
And walked out.
No pause.
No acknowledgment.
No glance back.
Just absence.
Clean.
Complete.
Like whatever we had didn’t exist in this room.
“Raina…” Chris leaned in the second the door shut, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “You saw that, right? The way he came in with her? And the way he looked at you?”
I didn’t respond.
Didn’t entert
