Alessia’s POV
I inhaled and exhaled three times before I could muster the courage to stand.
The door was already open when I got there, like he had been expecting me to take longer than I did. I stepped in to see that he was leaning back in his chair, his eyes on me the moment I crossed the threshold.
I pulled the door shut behind me and stood in front of his desk.
“Sit down,” he said and I obeyed.
He looked at me for a long moment without saying anything, the way he did when he was choosing his words carefully while I sat there and held his gaze, telling myself I was not nervous.
I was nervous.
“The phone call,” he said finally.
“Yes,” I said.
“Daniel Torres called you on the office line.”
“He did,” I said. “I know how that works. I know the calls are recorded. I wasn’t trying t
