Chapter 12 Walls Cracking
- The office buzzed with the usual morning chaos phones ringing, keyboards clacking, hushed whispers exchanged over coffee. Clara sat at her desk, her fingers hovering over the keyboard, but her mind was stuck on the night before.
- You shouldn’t trust me.
- Ethan’s words looped in her head, wrapping around her thoughts like an invisible chain. What had he meant by that?