The elevator doors slid shut, and Zara stood there, waving as Lucy disappeared behind them, watching until the last glimpse of her safe, easy excuse was gone.
Normally, she wouldn't have walked her all the way here. The door of their apartment was where she would usually wait in, but seeing as she didn't want to be left alone with a certain someone, she had followed her here, and would have gone further if Lucy hadn't told her not to bother and go eat before the food was cold.
And now, she had to go back inside the apartment, back to him.
Her steps were slow, measured, the hallway feeling longer than usual, like the universe itself was stretching time just to torture her.
Her mind raced… turning over everything Lennox had said back in her room, dissecting every look, every word, every
