Celeste
My heart rate increased as I walk into the Harlan Corp, it felt like a death march
With every step closer to that shiny glass tower, my palms got sweatier urging me to clutch the delivery carrier so tight I thought the handle might break.
My plan was simple, get in, go straight to the top floor, leave the coffee and pastries with the secretary and get out.
Avoid Ethan as much as possible and under no circumstances see Jared.
In and out.
I hoped.
The ride in the elevator was quite, luckily it was just me inside mentally preparing myself before reaching the last floor.
I walked out of the elevator and to the secretary’s desks. A sleek professional-looking woman with a sharp bob and a polite smile.
Perfect.
This was even better than leaving it on the desk.
"Hi," I said
