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35. Cutting Off All Ties
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2022-04-24 12:17:01Laura - Wolves Inc Office Building, 3 weeks later
“How long will Paul keep avoiding me?” I ask as Dan stops the car in the underground parking lot.
“What do you mean? You see Paul every day.”
Dan stuffs a golden lock behind his ear and turns to me once the engine is off. I can see why Alisa can’t take her mind off of him.
“We may work in the same building and live in the same house, but he’s avoiding me. I mail his schedule and send him messages on the phone or through Irina. At the villa, he’s either away or always locked inside his room.”
“He used to do that when he was a teenager after his parents left. He’ll come around.”
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