ARI'S POINT OF VIEW
My heart was still pounding from the moment I saw him sitting there — calm, composed, and looking like every inch the powerful man I’d once fallen for in a haze of bad decisions and one unforgettable night. Adrian Meyer. The name itself felt like a punch to my stomach.
I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure as I stood before his desk. Of all companies in the city, why did it have to be his?
The guilt hit me harder than ever. The memory of what I did — of the life I ended before it even began — burned at the back of my mind like acid. My palms were clammy, my breath uneven. What if he found out? What if he already knew?
But instead of anger, instead of the disgust I expected, his lips curved slightly. “Well, is this a coincidence?”
My mouth went dry. “I… I gu
