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By the third week following his breakup with Veronica, Thad had created a chilly distance between himself and his heart. It allowed him to function, at least.
He shaved, dressed, and went back to work. He made the deals he’d always made and negotiated with a new efficiency. But he purchased new properties with no enjoyment, merely as a means to an end. He gave up creative focus of the company to his father. He continued to avoid his friends and family, except in necessary situations. He didn’t need or want to talk about what had happened, what he could have done differently, or how he should have seen it coming.
The anger he felt at himself faded, and there was just a bleak emptiness left where his heart should have been. He sat in his office, staring out the skyline, but not actuall
