LAUREN'S POV

“The manager said you can come into her office.” The receptionist said, her voice calm and neutral, though her eyes carried that flicker of recognition that told me she knew exactly what kind of reunion was about to take place.

Great. That annoying, proud asshole of a manager was still in the headquarters. I had silently prayed — no, I had hoped with every fiber in me that she’d either been promoted out of here, transferred somewhere across the country, or better yet, ...