Nicolas's eyes widened for a split second, the mask slipping just enough to reveal the truth I had been dreading.
"You can’t," I said softly, the realization hitting me like a tidal wave. "You can’t let me inside because there is something to hide."
"Melissa," he started, his voice low and urgent, but I held up a hand to stop him.
"Save it, Nicolas," I said, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and heartbreak. "I trusted you, even when I knew I shouldn’t. But this—this is the last straw."
I turned on my heel, walking away before he could say anything more. As I reached the elevator, I could hear his voice calling after me, but I didn’t look back.
The ride down felt suffocating, tears stinging my eyes as I clutched the crumpled paper in my hand. The man I had fought so hard to keep w
