As Ivy Collins watched Jake Collins storm toward the entrance of the CE building, a gut instinct told her to follow. Her heels clicked urgently on the floor as she chased after him.

“Jake Collins! Stop right there!” Ivy shouted, though she was struggling to keep up. Her high heels weren’t helping her speed, and she cursed inwardly for not wearing something more practical today.

Jake Collins, hearing his name, halted and turned around, a scowl twisted on his ...