~Reo's~

“You look like you haven’t snapped at anyone all week. Should I be concerned?”

Blair says it with a raised brow as she drops a folder onto the low table in front of me. Her stilettos click against the tiled lounge floor, but there’s no sting in her tone today—just curiosity. As she tilts her head, her sleek bun stays perfectly still, like even her hair doesn’t dare misbehave.

I glance up from the reports on my lap. My voice doesn’t rise. “Maybe I’m just tired of barking.”

She folds her arms, standing across from me like she’s ready to interrogate a witness. “Or maybe you’re finally learning how...