ELENA'S POV

*Ten days later*

The next week slipped by faster than I expected.

Somewhere between work, meetings, and everything in between, March arrived quietly.

And without really noticing when it happened, Caleb became… easy.

We talked more. Texted more. Showed up in each other’s days without thinking about it.

We even had dinner with the partners a few nights ago because they'd requested it, and it had felt normal, comfortable.

Too comfortable, maybe.

What started as something ...