|Katherine|
By the time I finished my late brunch, it was already eleven. I lingered for a few minutes on the phone with Noel, making sure Grandpa was doing fine, before finally forcing myself out of the penthouse.
The city heat slapped me the moment I stepped outside. I hailed the first taxi that passed and slid into the backseat, my bag dropping beside me with a soft thud.
The instant the door closed, my mind betrayed me. That damned note Javier had left—its words flashing again and again in my head, a taunt I couldn’t shake off.
I rattled off the address of his office to the driver. The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror, brows slightly furrowed as if wondering what had soured my mood. I forced a polite smile to smooth things over. He seemed satisfied, choosing silence
