Bree’s POV
Cranston has not tried to contact me again.
In fact, he mostly kept his distance the rest of the wedding shower and I left shortly after, claiming a headache, which was partially true.
I spent the weekend working from home and taking long bubble baths to try and relax and not think about Cranston.
I am not a completely delusional moron. I know that at some point, I will have to talk to him about that night in my office…but not in a huge crowd of people.
And just not…yet.
I leave for work Monday morning early, trying to work ahead as much as possible before the honeymoon.
Which Erica has been suspiciously quiet about lately...
I type a reminder in my phone to ask Erica about the honeymoon itinerary today.
The building is empty except for security when I arrive at
