Get out.”
His voice was low.
Dangerously controlled.
Hailey’s heart sank. “Adrian, I—”
“Get. Out.”
She flinched.
Not because he shouted—but because he didn’t.
She turned slowly and walked out of the office.
The moment the door closed behind her—
How does she know…?
Is she spying on me?
Or… is she telling the truth?
That night, Hailey cried.
Not because she lost her job—though she was sure she had.
But because she had hurt him.
The one person she had started to care about.
The next day, she still came to work.
She expected security to escort her out.
But they didn’t.
Instead, she received a message.
“Come to my office.”
When she walked in, Adrian was standing by the window.
He didn’t turn immediately.
“Prove it,” he said.
Hailey blinked. “What?”
“If you can hear my thoughts… prove it.”
Her heart raced.
“Okay…”
She focused.
Listened.
At first, there was nothing.
Then—
If she’s lying, she’s gone.
If she’s telling the truth… everything changes.
Hailey took a breath.
“You’re thinking that if I’m lying, you’ll fire me,” she said softly. “And if I’m telling the truth… you don’t know what to do with me.”
He turned.
Slowly.
Shock was written clearly across his face.