Jace

I carefully looked up, and my eyes met Celeste’s. The shock in them, the raw pain—it felt like a knife twisting in my chest. I wanted to die right there, wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole.

“Mina, can you stop acting like this?” I whispered urgently, trying to pull away from her grip. “This is a professional workplace.”

“Everyone here already knows you’re my boyfriend,” she announced loudly. “Everyone except your dear sister, apparently.”

“What did you ...