Chapter 6

Abducted

s exhausted. Literally and emotionally.

It had been almost a week, a whole week since I was forced to see the man who had clouded every sense of my being since the day I met him. One would think I would’ve moved on from that night by now, but no. If anything, it had only intensified my restlessness and left ine trapped in my own thoughts. Too many thoughts.

It was currently 10:00 p.m., and I was still at work. I wasn’t supposed to be here, but I had no choice. I was trying to make up for the mountain of work I’d neglected while obsessing over a certain someone. That engagement party had rattled me so badly that I hadn’t gone to work for two whole days. Two days.

As someone who had only recently been promoted from intern to full–time employee, that was a big deal.

But who was I kidding? The moment I got back to my apartment that night, I had cried myself to sleep.

My phone rang again, and I groaned before grabbing it from my desk and leaning back in my chair. It was Archie. He’d been calling nonstop for the past three hours ever since he’d learned I was still at work. It was the first time he’d contacted me since I’d abruptly left his engagement party. We hadn’t spoken or seen each other since then. He’d kept his distance, undoubtedly hurt and upset.