APRIL's POV
"April…"
I flinched at the sound of my name, and my phone slipped from my hands onto the desk.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" Chris asked as he stepped into my room.
"I was lost in thought—I was working," I said, glancing at the clock and realizing it was already past eight.
"That’s enough work for today. Stop overworking yourself. Besides, you haven’t eaten anything all day. Come on, let’s go grab something to eat."
"How do you know I haven’t eaten?" I asked with a small laugh as I started gathering my bag and belongings.
"I thought we’d have lunch together, but you were in meetings all day," he said, his tone casual, almost as if it wasn’t important. He looked away as he spoke. Lately, he had been acting strangely. Ever since that night at the club, after everything we talk
