Chapter 2

If her cheeks were red before, they must have been practically burst into flames when he said that. “Thank you,” she said, looking down. She wondered if this was entirely appropriate workplace conversation, and struggled to come up with a response that wouldn’t be unprofessional. She wanted to tell him that he had changed, that he was even more handsome than she remembered. She wanted to tell him that she’d known for years that she should have chosen him, that it was one of the biggest regrets of her life, but she stopped herself.

He’s married, for all you know. She realized suddenly. She awkwardly ended the conversation and got out of his office. The older receptionist finally introduced herself as Alice, and she walked her to what would be her new office, which she shared with a very bland looking young man named Jeff who barely said hi to her.

For the next few hours, she filed paperwork quickly and efficiently, trying to keep her mind on the work, trying to sto