Jordan’s POV
I hadn’t been sleeping much.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face. Not Elle’s. Layla’s.
And sometimes, they were the same.
I’d go to work early just to get away from my thoughts. Work used to help, numbers, reports, spreadsheets. Things that made sense. But even that wasn’t working anymore.
That morning was quiet. The kind of quiet where you can hear the air conditioner buzz and the clock tick in the corner. I was going through some files, signing off on HR updates for the month. A bunch of new employee forms, dependent updates, that kind of thing.
I was half paying attention until I saw the name:
Amelia Brooks.
It made me stop.
I don’t even know why I noticed it. Maybe because I’d just been thinking about her the night before. Maybe because my hands were alrea
