The knock on my apartment door was soft. Deliberate. But it hit me like a gunshot.
I froze, my fork halfway to my mouth, heart slamming into my ribs. Mia was still talking—something about her coworker being a walking red flag—but I barely heard her over the blood rushing in my ears.
No one knocked this early. No one but—
I swallowed hard, forcing myself to breathe. No. It couldn’t be.
Mia arched a brow. “Uh, you okay? You look like you just saw a ghost.”
“Yeah.” I pushed my plate away. “I just—thought I heard something.”
Lie.
But Mia was already distracted, scrolling through her phone. I used the excuse to check my own.
Nothing from Asher.
Which should have been a relief. Should have made me feel like I’d successfully severed whatever had been sparking between us. But instead, I f
