Olivia's POV
The cafeteria was bustling with co-workers when I arrived. Everyone was clustered around tables - chatting and gossiping over their meals.
I looked around, Alex was nowhere in sight. Good.
I grabbed a tray and loaded it with turkey sandwich, some fruit, and a bottle of water.
Then I found an empty table by the window, as far away from the main crowd as possible. The last thing I needed was to accidentally sit near anyone that'll draw me into conversations about my working relationship with Maxwell.
*Or run into Patricia,* I thought, scanning the room nervously. I needed to keep my distance from that woman. I honestly don't know what she finds attractive about me.
I'd just taken my first bite of sandwich when a tray clattered down across from me.
I looked up and nearly choked on my food.
Patricia.
*Of course. Of course she found me.*
