Jessica's POV
"Mia?"
Someone called my name from outside the elevator, shattering the frozen moment.
I didn't think. I just moved.
I pushed past Ethan, my shoulder brushing his chest, and practically ran into the hallway. Behind me, I heard him start to say something, "Wait, we need to…", but I didn't stop.
I kept walking, my heels clicking against the floor, until I found an empty conference room. I slipped inside, closed the door, and pressed my back against it.
Breathe, Jess. Just breathe.
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. Of all the stupid, careless mistakes to make.
Five years. Five years of meticulous control, of monitoring every word, every gesture, every unconscious habit that might give me away. And I'd blown it because of a minor elevator malfunction and muscle m
