A Frosty Reception

Brynn’s POV

Silence filled the office for a while. Not the comfortable kind, either.

Mrs. Frost simply stared at me with an unreadable expression while I sat there trying not to fidget under the weight of her gaze.

Meanwhile, Gwen looked one second away from passing out beside me. Even the blasting air conditioner wasn’t enough to stop the sweat forming on her forehead.

I cleared my throat softly