The day dragged on in a blur of paperwork and half-hearted conversations.
I couldn't focus. Matthew’s call and the urgency in his voice weighed on me like a physical burden, and the deeper I thought about it, the more I realized how much danger we were in.
His absence was palpable, like a constant ache I couldn’t ignore.
I sat at my desk, tapping my pen against the surface, my mind lost in thought. The office felt so much quieter without Matthew's presence.
His usual commanding demeanor, the way he filled every room he entered, was missing.
I hated how much I missed him, and I hated even more that he felt so far away, unreachable.
Julian, ever the joker, strolled into my office, his presence a welcome distraction.
He was still wearing that trademark smirk, like he knew something
