MAYA

Silas kicked Julian out and followed him into the hall. The door slammed shut, leaving me alone. I didn't have time to fall apart or process what had just happened.

Judging by the way Silas was dressed, we were headed to the office. Which meant I was, too.

I still couldn't believe he believed his brother.

I turned back to the wardrobe and dropped the clothes I’d picked earlier. Corporate attire was second nature to me. I bypassed the flashy pieces and pulled out a high-necked white blouse and a black pencil skirt.

I found a pair of black heels in the bottom of the wardrobe. I put them...