NATALIA
The next morning, sunlight filled the hotel room with a warm, golden glow. I woke up earlier than usual, my mind was clear despite everything that had happened the night before. I sat at the small desk near the window, looking through the final papers for Wesley’s business proposal. My hand hovered over the signature line and for a long time, doubts tried to creep in, but I pushed them away. This felt right.
I signed the papers with a steady hand then I stood up and walked over to the bed where Wesley was just waking up. He rubbed his eyes and looked at me with surprise when I held out the folder.
“Here,” I said, keeping my voice firm. “I’ve signed the final approval papers for the launch. Don’t waste this chance, Wesley. Make it work.”
He stared at me, completely stunned. His
