SHAWN
“f**k!!”
I screamed in sheer frustration, kicking the dresser hard. My red tie has refused to stick around my neck the way Elara usually did it.
Worse, every fumbled attempt at the knot forced me to face the reality again—that she had upped and left me, without a single thought on who would fill her role.
But no one could now, could they?
I admitted that truth to myself, my face a scowled mask as I tried to knot the tie again.
My phone buzzed on the stand, but I didn't reach for it. I had answered enough calls in the hours following the release of our dirty linen in public to last me a lifetime. I had no urge to subject myself to that this early, not when I had an interview to prepare for and the board meeting at noon.
No, I had no time for more calls.
Yet… the stupid
