MICHAEL

“Shut the Door, Diana.”

The moment I heard what Diana said, something inside me snapped as a wire pulled too tight.

I didn’t shout.

I didn’t storm into the middle of the office.

I just said, “Diana, I need you in my office. Now.”

Jenna didn’t even blink. “Bye Diana.”

I walked into my office, shut the door, and stood behind my desk because if I sat, I might not get up again. My jaw ached from how hard I was clenching it. My palms were warm. My pulse was loud enough to drown out thought. I was hanging on a thread. The last thing I needed was for...