…
3pm tomorrow
Sienna:
OH THIS IS A SERIES
WE GET EPISODES NOW
Trey:
I’ll bring popcorn.
Ava:
Ruby.
Babe.
Wear something that says “I’m professional but also please ruin me gently.”
Ruby:
I HATE YOU ALL SO MUCH
Ava:
Love you bye
Send photos of outfits.
CHAPTER 21
Ruby
The moment I finally escape my cubicle, fleeing the Nasty Nine’s ongoing digital harassment, I make it three steps down the hallway before my knees wobble.
I grab the wall with one hand.
“I am okay,” I whisper. I am absolutely not okay.
My heart is still doing that hummingbird thing. My skin is warm. My brain is melting down my spinal cord.
I try to breathe.
Calm. Professional. Unaffected.
Sure.
My body says:lmao no.
I duck into a quiet corner behind the supply closet, my unofficial crying cave, and press my hands over my face.
“He picked me,” I whisper.
The words sound unreal. Like something from one of our Valentine’s “billionaires fall in love in 24 hours” issues.
I should be excited. Honored. Ambitious.
