Chapter Ten: The Call Past Midnight
Rachel was back in New York. She had returned just two days ago, and already she was knee-deep in emails, schedules, and coffee runs. The hustle of the city was louder than she remembered, but oddly, it soothed her. She buried herself in work, hoping that if she stayed focused long enough, she could pretend that nothing ever happened.
That she didn’t sleep with her boss.
That she didn’t feel something she shouldn’t have.
That she wasn’t hurting.
Nathaniel had barely looked at her since she walked back into the office. He greeted her with his usual stiff nod and curt tone, handed her the day's schedule, and disappeared into meetings. It should’ve been a relief, but something about his silence felt heavier than before.
She thought maybe, just maybe,
