JADE's POV
Working with Chris was becoming far more challenging than I had anticipated. He was everywhere—at the office, in the hallways, even during moments when I least expected him. It was almost as if he was intentionally orchestrating these “coincidences,” following me around to the point of absurdity. Every time our paths crossed, I could feel his icy blue eyes watching me, sharp and piercing. I tried to avoid him as much as possible, but my attempts weren’t always successful.
This morning was no different. As I stepped into the elevator, praying to get to my floor without an encounter, the doors began to close. Of course, just as they were about to seal, Chris slid his hand in, forcing them open, and stepped in. The doors shut, leaving the two of us alone in the small, confined sp
