-POV Derby
I tried.
God, I really tried to create distance.
The morning after the pantry, after the breakdown, after Jordan had held me through every tear without once trying to fix me or run away, I woke up with a clear decision in my chest. This thing between us was becoming too deep, too fast, too real. I couldn’t keep letting myself sink into him like he was the only safe place left in the world. I had to pull back. I had to reduce contact. I had to remember that every second I spent in his orbit was another second closer to the moment everything would explode.
So I started small.
I left my phone on silent. I didn’t reply to his good-morning text. I took the regular staff elevator instead of letting him walk me through the private one. When I reached my desk, I buried myself in th
