Chapter 27: The Empty Desk
POV: Eryx Voltaire
Monday morning felt wrong from the second the elevator doors opened.
I was at my desk by seven. The city outside my window was grey and heavy, full of clouds that looked ready for a downpour any minute. My coffee sat there untouched, getting cold. I have not slept properly since friday… not since she walked out of this office with nothing but a duffel bag, a quiet voice, and eyes that refused to look back at me.
By 8:45 AM, the silence in the outer office was loud enough to make my temples throb.
She was never late. In all the months she had worked for me, Elowen had never once been late. Not when she was exhausted, not when Livia was making her life miserable. Not even when I was being colder to her, she came when I treated her like a pi
