Tyler slammed the front door behind him, sending a loud crash echoing down the empty hallway.
He stroked his palm over his face, trying to relieve the tiredness that had built up since the morning. His eyes burned, and the tightness in his shoulders seemed as if it was tearing him apart.
The quarrel with Nicole stayed in the air like a dark fog. Her unwillingness to even consider having a kid pained him, but he knew she was not wrong.
He didn't want to be the type of man who treated her like a piece in his grandfather's sick game, but here they were, stuck in a contract that was spiraling out of control.
The house was oddly quiet.
Nicole had been giving him the cold shoulder since their chat the night before. Her presence remained, but it was remote, like a shadow on the border of
