Emma
The days passed like a blur of cold coffee, endless deadlines, and sleepless nights. My heart was a mess, but that wasn't anyone's problem but mine. I buried my emotions in work, the only thing I could still control. And maybe, as a bonus, take out some of my frustration on Kaylee.
Kaylee. That name already made my blood boil. Had she done something wrong? Clearly, not at the company? Yes, but Emma, Jasper's ex-wife, was the same Emma, the businesswoman who was her boss. She was definitely an easy target, and I needed something—or someone—to take it out on.
That morning, I received her in my office with a smile that probably made her more uncomfortable than if I had yelled. "Good morning, Mrs. Abbot. I need you to get coffee for me... but no sugar, no lactose, and a touch of cinnam
