The first rays of sunlight crept through the windows of Kingsley Group Headquarters.
Ethan hadn’t gone home.
He hadn’t slept.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his tie hung loosely around his neck. The confession letter still lay open on his desk, its words burning into his memory.
“She never had an affair.”
Every time he reread the sentence, his chest tightened.
How could he have been so blind?
He remembered the way Aria had cried that night.
The desperation in her voice.
The trembling of her hands as she swore she had never betrayed him.
And yet…
He had chosen to believe strangers instead of the woman who had never given him a reason to doubt her.
A knock came at the door.
Daniel entered carrying a laptop and several files.
“I’ve already contacted every airport, train station, a
