The message hovered weightlessly above the text box:
Don’t want to come upstairs? I can bring it down to you.
Candice stared at that line.
Her heart… felt suspended in midair.
After a long pause, she replied simply:
I’ve already eaten. On my way to the office.
As soon as she hit send, she turned off her phone and tossed it aside.
Even in the early morning, the summer sun was unbearably scorching. The blazing heat on her face made her squint, her thoughts foggy, her breathing shallow.
God, she hated this feeling.
Hated it, hated it…
Her eyes watered from the intense glare. Then suddenly, she flipped the sun visor down with force and restarted the engine, her expression cool and collected.
She refused to be ruled by emotion.
Not by anyone.
By the time Candice arrived at the offi
