Mannie’s POV
My phone buzzed again the moment I stepped out of Dominic’s office.
I barely glanced at the screen before answering.
“Hello?”
“Mannie?”
The familiar voice of my best friend, Kayla, broke through the static in my chest. She was breathless, probably from chasing after Adam again.
I could hear chaos in the background—Jay and Zane arguing over something stupid, Lily trying to referee, Sophie giggling in between.
But Kayla’s voice was able to overcome the background noise.
“You okay? You sound like you’re about to set something on fire.”
“I might,” I said, too bitterly. “And it’ll be wearing a suit.”
“What happened?”
“I’ll explain later.”
“No. Explain now. You sound like a pressure cooker.”
I sighed, pressing my back against the wall of the elevator as it hummed down
