Days passed, and things changed.
Elliot had not said a word to me since that night in the parking lot. Not even a nod, not a glance that lingered too long. At first, I thought it would be easier this way. This was what I wanted. To create distance, to draw a clean line between him and me. Boss and intern. Nothing more.
But it did not feel easy. Not even a little.
He came into the office like he always did, calm and composed, saying good morning to the team in his smooth voice. When our eyes met briefly during a meeting, I thought I saw something flicker there. But he looked away quickly, and my chest tightened without warning. I kept my face still, forced my lips into a small polite smile, and dropped my gaze back to my notepad.
Why did it feel like I had lost something I never had?
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