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Zephyra's POV

I put the finishing touches on the interior plan I’m working on and try to keep my mind off the fact Lirael canceled on me this weekend. After all, as I told Freya, this is only meant to be casual. I need to take things as they come instead of investing too much time and effort on trying to figure out what’s going on in his head.

Still, disappointment followed me around for the rest of the weekend after he called on Saturday morning and said something had come up. I’d been looking forward to seeing him.

I draw one final line on the plan and click print. I’m unpleasantly aware of Jovan lingering on the far side of the room. I can sense his eyes on me, and I’m not sure why. He’s mostly kept his distance since our meeting in his office, apart from when he’s had something work-related to discuss with me.

My stomach rumbles and I check the time. It’s well past lunch and I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast. I head to the kitchen to get the salad I made this morning, but j