Gerald leaned against the steering wheel, the sun was blazing through his windshield as he headed to Mason's office. His mind was all over the place, replaying the events of the previous night over and over in his mind.
He had laid it all out for Aubrey—his feelings, his heart—and the moment had left him raw, vulnerable, and unsure of what would come next. But now, it was time for a different conversation, one he couldn't put off any longer. It was time to confront Mason.
As Gerald pulled into the parking lot and turned off the car, he took a deep breath, bracing himself for what was about to happen. He swung the car door open, stepping out into the warm afternoon breeze, and made his way to the tall building where Mason worked.
When he reached Mason's floor, he found Philip standing outside, scrolling through his phone. Philip looked up and greeted him with a polite smile. "Hey, Gerald," he said casually, stuffing his phone into his pocket.
