Jessica's POV
"Hey, are you alright? You haven't said anything since yesterday."
Alex's voice, low and laced with concern, cut through the music playing in the car. We were parked, watching the expensive, slow-moving traffic of other guests pull up to the estate.
I blinked, pulling myself out of the rabbit hole of panic I'd been tumbling down for the last eighteen hours.
"Have I? We had a whole conversation this morning about our end-of-year vacation location."
He reached across the console, his fingers resting lightly on my hand, a gesture that was usually grounding when I was nervous, but now just tightened the knot in my gut.
"I'm talking about the job thing. With Ethan," he clarified, "You just smiled like I'd told you the world was ending, nodded, said you'd leave
