Sara’s POV
The ride to work was tense and silent, much like the days that preceded it. Zack and I shared the backseat, but not a word passed between us. The silence was deafening, a chasm growing wider with each mile.
When we finally arrived at the office, Zack turned to me, his voice cold and distant. "We have a meeting with Derick in a few minutes. Prepare the conference room."
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. The thought of facing Derick again after our last encounter made my stomach churn, but I pushed the feeling aside and focused on my tasks. As Zack headed to his office, I remained outside, organizing the necessary documents and setting up the room.
Time passed slowly, each minute feeling like an hour. Finally, Derick arrived, his presence instantly filling the room with
