Yvette's POV
The bathroom mirror was still fogged when I stepped out, water droplets trailing down my skin.
For a moment, everything felt quiet. Too quiet.
I reached for my phone on the bedside table. But it wasn't there.
I didn't even remember where I dropped it. I clearly remembered taking it with me before I left the table yesterday.
I frowned and checked under the pillows. Then the other side. Then the floor.
"Where is it…" I muttered, irritation creeping in.
Could it be with Ryan? Cassian? My memories felt like a blur.
My chest tightened slightly.
No. Don't overthink.
I stepped out of the room and almost ran straight into Randy.
He stopped immediately, like he had been standing there longer than necessary.
"Randy… erm, have you seen my phone?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
He hesitated.
Just for a second.
But I caught it.
"Yes, miss. It's with the boss."
My heart dropped.
Cassian?
Why did he have my phone?
