Van
Present day
The office building was quiet at this early hour, the day after Christmas. Technically, since the twenty-fifth landed on a Sunday, today was the observed holiday. The employees of Sherman and Madison had the day off to continue their celebrations. A smile ghosted across my expression as I recalled Julia's and my celebration.
Last evening, for a few moments, I'd been concerned that my answer regarding Madison had ruined everything. There was a time when I'd wanted Madison to have the title of wife. I'd wanted it enough to decimate the entire world if it would lead her to me. My obsession with her was unhealthy. That was what some PhD in some book said. I probably could have benefitted from actual therapy.
Men like me don't confide their secrets to anyone, not even some
