The first light of dawn met Carmen standing before her dresser mirror, holding her hair in a tight ponytail. Then she smiled at her reflection before grabbing her purse and hurrying out of her room.

After Carmen had walked out of the front door and approached her car, she slowly stopped in her tracks as her lashes blinked uncontrollably while she slowly rubbed her index finger behind her ear.

“I called you multiple times yesterday. Why didn't you answer my call?” Dax calmly said without losing eye contact with Carmen.

The stress his stare caused her only grew more uncomfortable by the second. So she looked down at her hands...