ARCHIE POV
I tapped my feet impatiently on the polished hard floor, I waited for the elevator to reach my office. When the door finally dinged open, I strolled out, my briefcase in hand. The usual morning hustle of the office was a comforting routine, but today, my mind was elsewhere.
As I settled into my office chair, my thoughts drifted to my grandfather's will. The stipulation that I needed to present a fiancée within a year weighed heavily on my mind. My father's constant calls about it were no help either. He was relentless, always reminding me of my duty to the family legacy.
In the midst of these thoughts, my mind wandered to Camilla. There was something about her that stood out. Her kindness to Aria, my daughter, was genuine. Their bond was unbreakable, and seeing Aria h
