Chapter 129 Hundred And Twenty Nine

• ARIEL’S POV
• I went back to work like nothing had happened. Fake it. Just keep faking it. That was the only way to survive. I kept my head down at my desk. The clicks of my keyboard were the only sound I cared to hear.
• I didn’t acknowledge the whispers, the glances, the way people still treated me like a broken thing or a ticking bomb. They could choke on their curiosity for all I cared. I just typed. Answered emails. Deleted most of them. Pushed through the ache in my bones. I slept like shit. My dreams had been full of wolves and fire and a scream I couldn’t stop hearing.