Grace’s POV
By the time lunch rolled around, I was ready to scream. I hadn’t been able to focus all morning. Hunter had been in and out of his office, and they had hardly spoken. I had timed dropping off his morning coffee well. He had been on a call with their Asia office.
Currently, my inbox was full, my schedule stacked, but nothing I did could slow my racing thoughts. Everything about this day felt off, like I was standing on the edge of something I didn’t understand, and the ground was already shifting beneath my feet. Was it just last night or was it everything?
I knew now I had made a mistake moving in with them. But seeing Helena with that man had thrown me off balance. My need to tell Hunter to show him the Helena didn’t deserve the pedestal he had put her on conflicted with
