Jace

I tried to focus on work, but my mind kept wandering. By late evening, I grabbed my jacket and bag, ready to head home.

During the drive, a troubling thought kept bothering me. Why couldn’t I perform normally at home? It seemed I could only function properly when I was away from her.

This question stayed with me until the driver announced we had arrived.

“You’re back,” Aria said as soon as I got out of the car.

“Have you been waiting for me?” I asked, reaching out to hug ...