Mark's POV

I walked back into the office feeling like I was stepping into a cage. Well nothing had changed, the noise — the ringing phones, the clacking keyboards, the low chatter — it all washed over me.. I hadn’t been here in days, weeks maybe, yet the place didn’t miss a beat. The world would still be spinning, even when mine looked like I stepped on the brakes.

I kept my head down, trying to make it to my office without running into anyone. I didn't want to talk to anyone, I didn't ...