Abigail POV

I practically sprinted into the office, my heart still racing from the elevator encounter. I found Ella at her desk, organizing a stack of papers, and couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Ella!” I whispered excitedly, sliding into the seat next to her. “You will not believe what happened.”

She raised an eyebrow, her smirk forming in slow recognition. “Oh? Spill.”

“It’s Charles… again,” I began, a bit breathless. “Last night ...