Lily’s POV.....
Mondays were never my thing, but this one… this one burned before it even began.
The office felt too bright, too alive, too wrong when I walked in. Conversations hushed around me like whispers on a battlefield. People glanced my way and then looked down, pretending to type.
That’s when I saw her.
Sabrina
Gorgeous. Composed. Cold.
Wearing a white designer suit that probably cost more than my rent, she stood beside Andrew’s office door like she owned the place.
My stomach twisted.
Of course she was here. The fiancée. The reminder that whatever spark had existed between Andrew and me was nothing but a cruel illusion.
“Good morning,” I said tightly, trying to keep my voice even as I passed.
Her lips curved. “Miss Hart, isn’t it?” Her tone dripped honeyed venom. “You’
