Elin’s POV

Grayson and I ended our lunch on pleasant terms. He drove back to the Ice Moon Pack while I returned to the office and finished the day’s work.

When quitting time came and I stepped out into the cold afternoon air, I realized, with a small, sinking unease, that I didn’t really know where I was going.

The wind bit at my cheeks. I pulled my coat tighter around me and stood at the edge of the sidewalk watching the tide of commuters flow by, feeling strangely stranded. The newly ...