VICTORIA POV
Jordan was quieter that morning. He sat at the breakfast table flipping through the news on his tablet, but I could tell his mind wasn’t there. I watched him from across the table while stirring my coffee slowly. Every time he looked at me, I saw that faint trace of suspicion in his eyes.
He used to look at me with trust. Now it was something else.
“You’re not eating,” I said, trying to sound casual.
“I’m not that hungry,” he replied, his voice flat. “Just a lot on my mind.”
I smiled faintly. “The company?”
“Yeah,” he said, though I could tell it wasn’t just that. He pushed his plate away, folded his hands, and looked straight at me. “You were pretty involved in the numbers Elle used for her presentation, right?”
My spoon froze midair. I forced a laugh. “What do you mea
