They got to the office. The moment they stepped into the office building, Sylvie felt it. The shift.
It wasn’t loud or obvious. No one stopped them or said anything outright or asked any questions. But heads turned, some subtly, some not so subtly at all. Eyes lingered briefly. Conversations paused for a fraction of a second before resuming.
Most of those glances weren’t for her.
They were for Ryan. However Ryan stared straight ahead, his expression unbothered.
Sylvie noticed the way people’s gazes dipped briefly to his hands, then flicked back up to his face. The bandage wrapped around his knuckles wasn’t bulky or dramatic, but it was visible enough to invite curiosity. There were faint marks near his jaw too, nothing severe, but noticeable if one looked closely.
And people were look
