Leah’s POV

Monday came too quickly, I wish the weekend wasn't over. I'd have spent more time with my babe.

The weekend had a softness to it that clung to my skin even as I stepped back into the structured lines of office life.

My blouse was neatly tucked, my shoes professional, my hair pulled into a low bun—but nothing could pull me back fully into the version of myself I used to be.

Not after that weekend, Not after him inside of me.

The moment I sat at my desk, reality hit. My inbox ...