The elevator doors open before Natalie reaches them. Andrew steps out His eyes go first to the folder in her hand.
“Natalie." His voice is rough. “Wait."
Natalie keeps her feet planted. “There isn't wrong. There's signed."
“Not filed," he says, He points at the folder. “Give me those."
“Ask," Caroline says.
He drags a hand over his face. “Please."
Natalie studies him. “Why?"
“Because I panicked," he says. “Because I'm thinking of a hundred ways to try again."
“What you want requires my consent," she says. “You keep reaching without asking."
Andrew's jaw knots. “I'm not asking to hurt her. I'm asking for time."
“Time isn't a paper you steal," Caroline says.
He exhales through his nose. “Fine." To Natalie: “Will you sit with me? Five minutes. Without her."
“She is with me," Nat
