Mirellie
“We need to talk.”
For a moment, Evander simply stared at me. Then, shockingly, he placed his phone face down on the table and gave me his full attention.
The movement alone told me everything I needed to know. He was preparing for an argument. Unfortunately for him, so was I.
I took a deep breath. “I want to return to work.”
“No.”
The response came so quickly that I almost thought I had imagined it. I stared at him. Just like that? No discussion, no questions and no hesitation. Just straight up no.
Disappointment hit me so hard it nearly stole my breath, but honestly, I wasn’t surprised. This was exactly why I had spent the entire morning preparing for this conversation.
Evander had been the one who pulled me out of the clinic. He had been the one who informed me that his
