Julian's POV
Richard dropped the legal challenge on a Tuesday.
David Song called to confirm it. No statement, no explanation, just a withdrawal filing and silence. Exactly what I expected. My father didn't explain retreats; he just executed them and moved to the next position.
I told Nadia over breakfast.
She put down her coffee, said "good," and went back to reviewing the projections on her laptop. No celebration, no relief performance. Just a clean acknowledgment and forward momentum.
I found that more attractive than anything she'd done in six years of marriage.
Dr. Okafor asked me on Wednesday what I was doing with the attraction.
I'd mentioned it without planning to, the way things come out in therapy when you've stopped performing and started actually talking.
"Nothing," I sa
