Sarah’s POV.
It had been a week. A whole week of avoiding both Wesley and Richard.
My phone buzzed nonstop with missed calls, messages, and voicemails, but I didn’t bother responding.
I needed space—away from their drama, away from the constant back and forth between two men who seemed more interested in their rivalry than in me.
Stepping out of the cab, I pulled my bag tighter over my shoulder and walked toward my office building.
The fresh air of the morning helped clear my head a bit. I was determined to throw myself into work and forget about everything. Forget about how complicated life had become.
But of course, as if the universe wasn’t already testing me enough, Richard was standing outside my office.
Great. Just perfect. Just what I needed this early morning.
I stopped in
