Andrea’s phone buzzed again on her desk, the vibration cutting through the low hum of keyboards and muffled conversations around her. The sound was sharp, insistent, impossible to ignore. She already knew who it was before she even looked. Her stomach twisted as she picked it up, thumb hovering over the glowing screen.

Caleb: I’m not giving up that easily. You deserve to hear the truth from me. Let me show you I’ve changed.

The words blurred as she stared at them, her jaw clenching so tightly it ached. Heat rose in her chest, but it wasn’t the fiery anger she had felt in the lobby—it was colder now, sharper,...