The soft glow of Sebastian’s desk lamp cast long shadows across the room, stretching over the stacks of paperwork scattered in front of him. Contracts, reports, emails — the endless demands of his empire waiting for his attention. But tonight, the numbers blurred together, the words losing their meaning as his focus slipped away.
The house was silent. Too silent.
The twins were asleep, their laughter and chatter now just an echo in the stillness. And Isabelle — she was somewhere just down the hall, behind a closed door, living in a world that no longer fully included him.
The distance between them felt greater than ever.
Sebastian leaned back in his chair, pressing the heels of his hands against his eyes. The weight of the day hung heavy on his shoulders, but it was nothing compared to
