SHAWN'S POV
He rested his elbows on the kitchen counter as she left the kitchen. He had difficulty controlling his emotions, hence his outburst.
He heard the sound of the car driving away and it felt like a part of his life was leaving. Even though they were always at longer heads, he had gotten used to Tiffany's presence and he hated the fact that she left.
He lost his appetite and will to make himself breakfast, so he went back upstairs to prepare for work.
He parked a few toiletries in his suitcase as he would spend the night in the company's penthouse. He couldn't imagine sleeping in the house alone.
After parking up, he walked out of the house to his car and then drove off to work.
His mood at work was sour and unapproachable. He couldn't concentrate as he kept wondering if she
