Anna
Engaged.
The word sat heavy in my chest, not sharp, not explosive, just unbearably there.
Mark had already left, the door closing softly behind him, but I remained standing in the same spot, my hands loosely clasped in front of me as if my body hadn’t yet received the memo that the world hadn’t ended.
Engaged.
I let out a slow breath, pressing my lips together.
I didn’t know why it hurt this much.
No, that was a lie. I knew exactly why. I just didn’t want to admit it.
After considering our conversation over the last thirty minutes, I sadly concluded that he was just being polite. It was all because of the stupid crush I had that I thought of something else. For him, I am just one of his thousand employees.
Walton hadn’t done anything wrong. Not a single thing. He had never pr
