Amelia
The moment I stepped into the lobby that morning, I sensed trouble. Declan was there, standing too close to Kelvin, their voices raised and their body language tense, like a fight could break out at any second. It had been three weeks since Declan last showed up, and seeing him now made my stomach tighten. I didn't need anyone to tell me why he was here.
My heart thudded hard in my chest as I walked toward them, my heels echoing softly against the floor. Kelvin noticed me first, relief flashing across his face.
"Good morning," he said quickly. "I told him you are not available yet, but he insists on going into your office to confirm it himself."
I slowly turned my gaze to Declan. He looked as stubborn as ever, his jaw tight, his eyes sharp with impatience. I took a breath, stead
