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For a moment, none of us said a word. The only sound breaking the silence in that long, quiet executive hallway was the soft, measured rhythm of our footsteps...three of us moving awkwardly together, trying not to make too much noise.
It felt like any raised voice might shatter the fragile truce we'd just managed to establish. The thick carpet absorbed most of the sound, but I could still feel each step of my dress shoes echoing in my chest like a heartbeat counting down to whatever disaster awaited us next.
My heart was still racing from the shock of Ethan walking in on us, and now, here we were, leaving Logan's empty suite like guilty teens caught raiding the liquor cabinet at some swanky party.
