I walked through my shift in a numb haze. Nothing felt real, nothing felt like something that mattered. I wanted to care and be involved, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I felt better knowing that Jaxon was letting me control my publishing and being in public, but I could only wonder to myself how much that would help.
As I walked out into the hall I ran into James, and I couldn't hide my surprise that he was there.
"James?" I called out.
He turned around and looked almost ashamed that he was caught here.
"Sara," he cooed and came over to hug me. "How are you doing?"
I wasn't sure how much Jaxon had told him about our situation and how much pain I was in, but clearly, he knew something. I forced a smile.
"I'm doing alright. What are you doing here? I didn't know you had a
