Elena's POV
I arrived at work earlier than usual today,something about this new routine felt oddly grounding. I'd never thought of a cold skyscraper with tinted windows and endless marble flooring, sitting so close to my cruel contracted husband as a sanctuary, but in some strange way, the office was starting to feel like mine too.
Not because of the title on the door or the view from my office window.But because I was finally doing something I chose, something my heart yearned for, I would be forever grateful to Justin for this opportunity.
I walked past the glass walls of Justin's office, careful not to glance inside. But I felt it. That soft heat against my skin, the weight of his gaze. He was watching me.
I kept my back straight as I pushed open the door to my office and sank into the soft leather chair behind my desk. I took a deep breath, allowing the calm to settle over me before the storm of work began.
