Roxanne's POV
I can't sleep.
I've been lying here for the past one hour, staring at the ceiling and trying to convince myself that I'm not falling for Isaiah Reid.
I'm not. I can't be.
I just got out of a marriage. I'm pregnant. I'm building a business from scratch. don't have room in my life for feelings. Especially not feelings for someone as good and kind as Isaiah.
But I keep thinking about it anyway.
How he brings me ginger tea every morning without being asked. How he canceled an important meeting when my morning sickness was particularly bad and drove me home instead. How he looks at me like I'm capable of anything, like I'm not just the broken woman who got thrown out by her husband.
How he said "you deserve to win" and meant it.
I roll over, punching my pillow into a diffe
