Zayne’s POV
I watched Sky walk out of the building through the glass of the lobby doors. She moved quickly, head down, tablet clutched to her chest like she was afraid it would break. She didn’t look back once.
That bothered me more than anything else.
I want her to look back every time she walks away from me.
But she did not look back now.
Not once. Not even to check if I was still there.
I stood still, hands curled at my sides, and I did not move until she disappeared completely into the flow of people outside.
Only then did I walk back to the elevator.
The ride to my floor was quiet. My jaw hurt from how tight I was clenching it. I went straight into my office and locked the door behind me. My assistant knocked twice, asking if I needed anything.
I ignored her.
I didn’t need a
