Damien's POV
Monday arrived with actual things to do.
Not emergencies. Just the regular weight of a company and a family and a life that had kept moving while we were in Edinburgh being ordinary for four days.
I was at my desk by seven.
The Meritus patent filing needed a final review before Elijah submitted. The BCT quarterly reports had come in and three of them were wrong in ways that required conversation. Two board members had sent emails over the weekend that needed responses calibrated carefully.
Normal things.
I worked through them steadily and didn't mind the steadiness the way I once had.
Sophia appeared at eight with coffee and her laptop and sat in the chair across from my desk without asking and opened her proposal and we worked in the same room in the same silence that
