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too.” I realized my mistake before the words had even completely left my mouth, but I couldn't help it. I felt like I owed him something. A part of me—the sick part—knew that if I didn't say that, then the game was over and I'd have to confess my real feelings and hurt him and I just...really didn't want to do that. He didn't deserve that. He really was a good guy and I knew that most girls would kill to be in my situation: engaged to a devoted man that only wanted to profess his love in front of the entire world.
                  But honestly, I didn't want that. I wasn't ready for it. I had only ever dated John since middle school and there was so much left of the world to see and experience. Call me cruel, but I just wanted to see what more the world had to offer and I needed to do that without him . But I had no idea how to tell him that, so instead of saying any of those things, I simply said, “Good night.”
                  “Night sweetheart. Sleep well. And if I don't talk to you before Monday, good luck on your first day, okay? I'll be thinking of you.” He made a kissing noise into the phone. I cringed at how over-the-top sweet he was and then immediately felt bad for thinking such a thing.
                  I ended the call before I had a chance to make up any more ridiculous lies to tell him and fell asleep that night wracked with guilt and confusion about the decision I would soon have to make.

Chapter 6
     
     
     
                  I stepped into the elevator and hit the button for the top floor—42—this was the floor Spencer had instructed me to meet him at on my first day at the office. During my interview he had stated that my workspace would basically be “his” workspace, since his assistant would need to work closely with him and be available at all times.
                  As a reminder, he had emailed me yesterday evening all the instructions I would need for parking, what time and where to meet him and how to get to his office. I was thankful because it had been a lot of information to take in during the interview and I wasn't sure I would be able to remember it all. The last thing I wanted was to be late on my first day. He definitely didn't seem like the type of man who liked to be kept waiting.
                  So, here I was right on time at 8 a.m. sharp, per his instructions. As the elevator doors opened up to the 42nd floor, the first thing I noticed was how dimly lit it was. So much so that I started to wonder if maybe I had the wrong floor. After all, I didn't see anyone around and it felt eerily vacant. I reached into my purse and grabbed the slip of paper I had printed off this morning that had the instructions, thinking I had to be in the wrong place. But no...right there in his email it clearly stated: “ Take the elevator up to the 42nd floor. ”
                  I stepped out, hesitant. My heart started to race as the doors closed shut behind me and the elevator began its descent back down to the bottom floor. As I looked around at my surroundings I noticed that this floor was unlike the other few floors I had toured during my interview on Friday. Not only was there no commercial lighting in the entrance from the elevator, but there was no reception area. Not to mention there was no sign of life anywhere, least of all, Spencer. Weird.
                  In fact, I didn't hear anything but the faint sounds of some piano music. I listened closely, following the sound down the hallway. As I began to move, my heels clacked on the marble flooring and I made an effort to walk as quietly as possible. I wasn't sure why, but I felt like I was going to disturb the natural order of the environment I was encroaching upon and wanted to be as mouse-like as possible. I imagined this is how Belle felt in Beauty and the Beast when she first entered the Beast's castle. Not that Spencer was a beast or