MIA’S POV
She rushed out of my office like she had an important
Like she wasn’t standing inches from my face moments ago… like she wanted to say something but knew better.
She closed the door behind her.
I didn’t budge.
For a few moments I just stood there in the empty space she had just occupied, almost convinced her scent was still in the air.
Then I exhaled.
“Mia Carter…”
The name felt different on my tongue now.
Heavier.
More complicated than it should ever have been. I turned back to the window, my hands finally finding their way into my pockets.
Below me the city hurried past like nothing else in the world mattered. Cars whizzed between each other, pedestrians bustled along the pavement without a second glance.
The sound of it all seemed to melt away into the backgro
