I pushed open his office and walked in confidently. Erick was sitting in front of Joshua’s giant desk. He stared at my overly cheerful face with a frown.

“Morning.”

“What’s wrong with your face?”

“What’s wrong with my face?” I cupped my cheek, pretending not to understand his words.

“You look like you have the sun on your face.”

“Really? I feel fine.”

Joshua stared at me silently. His expression was cold and flat as usual. But after last night, I knew he wasn’t that ...