Macy lowered her gaze to the screen as Graeme walked by. All day long, she had been avoiding any interaction with him, letting Mr. Summers handle his demands while she handled all the issues that needed to be attended to at the desk.
She felt his gaze lingering on him but didn’t look up, anger gnawing at her insides. Pushing away the thought, Macy typed the necessary information into the computer.
Her shoulders snagged when he left, walking back into his office. Tears pricked in her eyes, making them sting.
Irritated with how weak and vulnerable she felt, Macy rose from her seat jerkily and headed for the restrooms. She needed to wash her face. Wiping the liquid off her face, she strode down the hallway almost unseeingly.
It was the reason why Macy was caught off guard when all of
