POV: ALARIC
The silence in my office was a strange land of loud. Even with Lance droning on about the weekly updates, every word felt like a whisper slipping through a fog.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to stay even a second without being around or seeing Jasmine.
Fuck.
It was all getting to my head, and I didn't know how much longer I could deal with this distance she was forcing.
My heart kept beating at an unhealthy speed, and fuck… I needed her like an antidote. I was gradually losing my shit.
"So the farmers are requesting Keliud fertilizer to the previous one we used before," Lance finished a sentence that practically flew over my attention.
I nodded slowly, rubbing the heel of my palm against my brow. "Get it for them."
He paused. I could feel his gaze on me, like he was waiting for me to actually engage. But I didn't have the strength to fake it today.
