Knox

I didn’t sleep at all last night. Finding out what Emma did felt like my heart was being ripped apart. Every time I shut my eyes, the pain came rushing back, impossible to ignore. 

Now I’m sitting at my desk, staring at the pile of work in front of me but none of it registers. The numbers blur together, the reports mean nothing. My thoughts keep circling back to her, to how everything between us fell apart.

A soft notification sound snaps me out of it. I’ve got a new email. I lean forward and open it, and a dark smile creeps across my face when I read the...