Apollo

I stared down at the documents on my desk, my brows slowly furrowing as the words began to blur together. A dull, familiar throb pushed its way through my skull.

Another headache.

I sighed sharply and removed the glasses perched on my nose, setting them down on the desk. I leaned back in my chair and pressed my fingers to my temples.

The office was dark, and empty. I couldn’t help but smirk.

Just like me.

I glanced at the wall clock. 10:03 p.m

Of course. I’d lost track of time again.

Austin was still recovering in the hospital, so there was no one to drive me home tonight,...