Chapter 62

• ASHLEY'S POV
• The moment I stepped out of the elevator into Michael's glassy corridor. I felt the old flutter in my chest. Stupid as it was, he made me feel that way just because I was around him. But today there was something else beneath it…something I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
• I held the door and pushed it open slowly. He stood by the window, focused on his phone as he typed something into it. He looked stressed.