LORETTA

The penthouse was quiet tonight. So quiet that I could hear the clock on the wall tick by

I sat, waiting. That was all I had been doing for hours now...waiting.

After Zoe and I practically buried ourselves under a mountain of work, I managed to clear most of the emails that had piled up during my time away. By the end of the day, my eyes ached, my head throbbed, and my heart was just as heavy as it had been that morning.

I already knew there was no point waiting for Elion when we closed up. He had made himself painfully clear that he didn't want to...