Mason
I felt like I’d been holding my breath ever since I’d left Bren’s apartment last night.
As Mondays went, it was even worse than usual—complete with a drab, rainy sky and the promise of a stilted lunch with only one of my parents instead of both of them. Because, from now on, that was how I’d be seeing them most of the time now—separately.
After my second appointment of the day, I trudged back to my office, determined to get some work done if only to feel slightly accomplished on top of whatever else this deluge of disappointment and confusion had already caused.
As soon as I sat down, though, Trent walked in behind me, knocking on the open door before stepping in front of my desk.
“Why aren’t you ready to go?”
I closed my eyes, then opened them again, trying to hide my exas
