Alle Kapitel von You Shouldn’t Have Found Me : Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 26

By the time Zara returned to her desk, she forced herself into routine. Anything that would keep her from thinking. Files were reviewed, corrections made, emails answered with precise efficiency. On the surface, everything was normal. But underneath her mind wasn’t. It was drifting repeatedly back to the image she didn’t want to dwell on and when the clock finally struck twelve, relief didn’t come tension did. She stood outside Sebastian’s office, steadying herself before knocking. The door opened before her hand touched it and someone stepped out. Tessa was adjusting her dress, composed as ever. Her lips curved the moment she saw Zara, her gaze slow, deliberate, almost mocking as she brushed past her, shoulder grazing hers just enough to be intentional. Zara froze for a second, her thoughts colliding all at once. He kissed me and she’s leaving his office like that the next day?. Something in her chest tightened, sharp and unwelcome. She exhaled slowly. “Get over it,” she mutt

Sebastian didn’t drive immediately. He sat there, hands still on the wheel. His jaw was tight, eyes unfocused. He was unsettled. “Damn it,” he muttered under his breath. He shouldn’t have said that. He knew it the moment the words left his mouth, the way her voice changed, the way she didn’t turn back when he called her name. He had gone too far again. His grip tightened slightly as his mind replayed what happened with tessa. (flashback) Tessa walked into his office like she belonged there. “You’ve been busy,” she had said, her tone laced with something deliberate. “Or is there someone else now?” He didn’t look up immediately. “Tessa, I don’t have time for this.”She didn’t leave. Instead, she leaned against his desk, her posture was inappropriate, her presence intrusive. “What do you think of your new assistant because if it's left to me I don't like her,” she continued, her lips curving slightly. “Is she capable, there would always be someone better you know?” Sebastian’s

He opened the passenger door with one hand, the other still holding her against him. For a brief second, he paused because he needed to make sure she was steady before letting go. Zara didn’t look at him, she kept mute that alone unsettled him more than the fight did. Slowly, he lowered her into the seat, guiding her in with controlled precision, his hand lingering at her waist just a second longer than necessary before pulling away. She sank into the leather not acting like the same girl who argued with him hours ago. This one kept her distance and he didn’t like it. He leaned in, pulling the seatbelt across her body. The space between them disappeared instantly. His arm brushed lightly against her chest as the belt clicked into place, his face only inches from hers. Their eyes met, Zara’s gaze wasn’t sharp like usual. It wasn’t challenging and distant. Like she had already stepped away from something he hadn’t even realized he was holding onto. “You don’t have to take m