Chapter 8
The sound of passing cars drifted from Ally’s ears as she walked into her office building. She made her way to the elevator, stepping inside the empty car before pressing the button for the seventh floor.
As the doors closed behind her, she stared at the mirror covering the back portion of the car. The bags under her eyes didn’t surprise her considering she’d spent the entire weekend in tears. The more she thought about what happened at Jonah’s suite, the more she wanted to crawl under a rock. He seemed sincere when they spoke about the past. At one point, he convinced her he’d thought about her over the years. Hell, maybe he had, but not the way she had him.
Clenching the paper coffee cup in her hand, she inhaled the rich scent of her caramel latte. Mid-afternoon slumps were
