CHAPTER 149
KATYA POV
I stayed there longer than I should've—frozen, staring at the empty elevator as if it might spit him back out.
But it didn't.
He was long gone, probably heading straight to the fourth floor. Straight to the engagement. Straight to the place I definitely had no business being near.
The realization snapped me back into myself, and I tore my gaze away, taking a steadying breath before moving forward.
My shoes made barely any noise against the carpet as I walked to the elevator. I pressed the button lightly, almost guilty, as if the walls might judge me.
When the doors opened, I stepped inside and hit the button for the fourth floor.
The moment the elevator began to descend, my heart started thumping harder—not from excitement, no—but from the shame of whatever weird behavior I was displaying today.
Wearing a dress to wander around a floor where people were preparing for an engagement.
