Victoria had always hated silence.
Not because it was quiet.
But because silence gave people away.
In silence, people revealed things they tried to hide.
Distance.
Disinterest.
Secrets.
And lately.
Alexander had become far too silent.
She noticed it in the little things first.
The way he barely touched his dinner.
The way his replies had become shorter, colder.
The way his mind seemed elsewhere even when he was standing right in front of her.
The late nights.
The distracted stares.
The constant distance.
At first, she had tried to ignore it.
Told herself it was work.
Stress.
The company.
The ongoing shareholder tension.
But Victoria was not a foolish woman.
And she certainly was not blind.
She knew exactly when a man’s attention was slipping.
Especially when that ma
