Marcus's Perspective

I didn't even bother to knock as I walked into Lily's office, the door slid open and she was hardly looking up from her desk, her fingers flying across her keyboard. The tense line of her jaw and the tension in her shoulders were highlighted by the late afternoon sun streaming in through the big windows. Without even glancing at me, she muttered, "Marcus, I'm busy."

I clenched my teeth together and closed the door. "You'll have to multitask then." She picked up on that. She leaned back in her chair, let out a sharp puff of air, and then glared at me.Crossing her arms over her chest,...