Alexander closed the door to his office a little harder than necessary.
The sound echoed briefly, then disappeared into the silence that followed.
He didn’t move immediately.
Didn’t sit.
Didn’t reach for the stack of files waiting on his desk.
He just stood there.
Still.
Because for the first time in a long time.
His mind wasn’t where it was supposed to be.
It was back in that room.
Back at the table.
Back to her.
Amelia.
The name settled heavily in his chest, unfamiliar in a way that didn’t make sense. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about her before. He had. More times than he would ever admit.
But this.
This felt different.
Because now she wasn’t just a memory.
She was real again.
Present.
And completely out of his control.
Alexander exhaled slowly and finally moved
