Burying the Past

Bryce’s POV

Darius called the next morning, three times as per usual. I ignored all three attempts.

Theron was sitting in my office, lightly stroking his chin with his hand. Sometimes he came in and read while I worked, or helped me out if I needed it. Today, he was staring off into space. While his eyes were angled toward the window, I wasn’t certain that he was actually seeing anything.

I was fa