Anabella's POV:
Returning from Bowden's place, I sank into the sofa and felt completely hollowed out.
A sudden, fierce longing to see Edmund hit me. I needed to talk to him.
With one child just awarded to my ex temporarily, and my sweet little one still needing care, plus relaunching my career, I was stretched impossibly thin.
Dating? Who had time for that? I barely had energy left for myself, let alone for a relationship.
Would a man like him really want all this baggage?
These were the hard conversations we needed before starting anything. I did not want a half-baked relationship doomed to fail when reality hit.
My phone buzzed.
Randolph's name flashed on the screen.
"Anabella, sorry to interrupt," his voice thrummed with excitement, "but there is an AI summit in Silicon Valley
