Anton’s POV
I'd managed to get Ana's paintings into the new gallery, and now everything was set up. Patrick had even brought over Ana's suitcase - packed full of apparently 'essential' travel items.
Carla had just left, and Taylor would be bringing her here soon, and I was interested in hearing how today went for her.
I walked back into my office, set on signing a few papers before Ana got here. What I found sitting on my desk, though, stopped me in my tracks.
The folder Elena had brought over with Ana's records in it.
Why the f**k had she left it here?
I picked it up and ran a hand through my hair. I could only imagine what would've happened if Ana would've found it instead of me.
Fucking hell.
I wanted to look at it. I really wanted to f*****g look at it. It would've been so easy
