AUDREY’S POV
The soft clicking of my keyboard filled the quiet space around my desk.
I was working around new numbers, documents
and this month’s financial reports.
For the last two hours, I had been buried in these spreadsheets, trying to convince myself that if I focused hard enough, my mind wouldn’t wander.
It wasn’t working.
A small smile tugged at my lips as I glanced at my phone screen sitting beside my keyboard.
Two days.
It had been two days since the accident.
And somehow, my little girl was handling it better than I was.
Chloe had spent the entire morning proudly showing her nanny the tiny bandage on her elbow, explaining how she had survived a “very dangerous butterfly mission.”
I had almost laughed when she told me that.
Almost.
Because while my baby was already m
