FAYE
I wasn’t sure what I was expecting when I pushed the door open, but Cole was still there.
For a split second, I hesitated in the doorway… wondering if I should go on or go back, because I didn’t want to have to answer any questions.
Cole noticed me immediately.
He straightened from behind the desk and stood up, polite and alert in that way he always was when duty kicked in. “Luna,” he said, nodding once. “Do you need anything?”
I knew what I looked like. I could feel it in the tightness of my jaw, the dull ache behind my eyes, the way my shoulders were drawn just a little too high. I wasn’t my usual calm, careful self. I probably looked like I’d woken up on the wrong side of the bed—assuming I’d slept at all, which was debatable. And the look on Cole’s face told me he noticed tha
