Charlie
The office was the only place that had ever asked nothing of me except results, and that morning I needed that more than I needed anything else.
I had not called Serena. I had woken up, showered, dressed and driven straight in without checking my phone beyond the work notifications and I felt no particular way about that decision. Whatever state she had gotten herself home in after last night was a problem she had created and could sort accordingly.
The morning meeting was already assembled when I walked into the boardroom, my team spread around the table with their laptops open and their presentations pulled up. I took my seat at the head, poured coffee from the carafe in the center and listened while they walked through the material, asking questions where the logic thinned an
