The office plunged into instant silence, and every head swiveled toward me with barely contained curiosity and gossip-hungry stares.
Jessica tugged urgently at my sleeve and whispered, "Nia, are you..."
I gave her a steadying look before calmly raising my eyes to meet the seething man in the doorway.
Meanwhile, my vision exploded with a flood of snarky commentary.
A: [Oh great, the trash took itself out. Look at his face, like Nia just canceled his favorite show.]
B: [What is his deal? Is he crawling back for forgiveness or just here to make a scene?]
C: [Does he think Apex Point Partners is his personal playground? Someone call security.]
D: [Go get him, Nia. Show that jerk you are not his doormat anymore.]
I took a deep breath and reclined in my chair, making no move to stand. My
