Page 84 of Stuck with my Boss Daddies

I exhaled through my nose. “I don’t know. I just feel weird.”

She frowned. “Weird how?”

I hesitated, trying to put it into words. “Tired. Kind of queasy, but not like I’m actually sick. And just… off.”

Hayley gave me a long, assessing look before her lips twitched. “Hate to break it to you, but that sounds like stress.”

I snorted. “I’m not stressed.”

She arched a brow. “Really? Because you seem like you have a lot going on.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but… okay, fair.

Hayley stretched out beside me, resting her head on her hand. “You sure you’re not coming down with something?”

“I don’t think so.” I rubbed my temples. “Maybe I just didn’t sleep well.”

She hummed like she didn’t quite believe me, but let it go. “Come eat. I made eggs and toast.”

The thought made my stomach turn.

I wrinkled my nose. “I think I’ll skip.”

Nowthatmade Hayley’s eyes widen. “You? Skipping breakfast? That’s basically a medical emergency.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’ll grab something later.”

She studied me for another long moment, then reached over and squeezed my arm. “Alright, but don’t push yourself too hard, okay? You’ve been running nonstop since you got back.”

My chest tightened at the concern in her voice.

I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed having someone care like this… just simple, steady support.

I’d always felt like I didn’t really have a family.

Maybe it truly was those who stuck around.

I gave her a small smile. “I promise. Now go eat your eggs before they get cold.”

She shot me a look that said the conversation wasn’t over, but she got up, heading for the door. “See ya soon, okay?”

I huffed and threw the covers off.

It was time to face the day.

By the time I got to The Foundry, the weird heaviness in my body hadn’t gone away.

If anything, it had settled into something deeper, like my limbs were weighted down by thoughts I hadn’t even let myself process yet.

I wasn’t just tired… I was overwhelmed. And I didn’t know what to do with that.

The usual scent of coffee and bread was my favorite thing about being here.

But today? It made my stomach twist again.

I took a deep breath, pushing through it.

Just focus on work. One thing at a time.

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