Chapter 85

• That was my first thought. The shades of grey, the rows of desks, the fluorescent lighting, everyone in suits, all busy and stressed … It felt horribly familiar. Apart from getting away from Suzanne, what’s the
• point in moving, when the office and the job fills me with the same tired ennui as London does? When I think about it, I want to lie down, close my eyes and wail.
• I ’m just overtired, I remind myself, trying to chew a bite of pancake, as I watch Andre’s mouth moving, talking endlessly about his plans for me and the team. And I need to see Dave. As soon as I do, everything will be fine.