I looked up at the window. Pure black outside.
I glanced at the door to Orion's private office. Still closed. Light still on underneath it.
I exhaled slowly through my nose.
Another late night. Of course.
"Isolde."
The voice came from right behind me.
I startled and turned around.
Orion was standing beside my desk. I hadn't even heard him come out.
He knocked twice on the surface of my desk with his knuckles.
"Are you spacing out?" His tone was flat. Calm. But there was weight behind it. "This is still work hours."
Something snapped inside me.
I'd been holding it together for two weeks straight.
Two weeks of no sleep, no breaks, no end to the pile of work on my desk.
And now he was standing here at nine-thirty at night, tapping on my desk, asking me if I was spacing out.
I lo
