CHAPTER FIFTY SIX
He asks me if I’m absolutely sure.
There’s no hesitation this time. I nod once, firm.
“Yes.”
That single word seals it. He studies my face like he’s searching for doubt, something to make him stop me but he finds none.
He exhales slowly and agrees to proceed, promising discretion and precision. As I leave his office, I feel lighter and heavier at the same time. I’ve just set something irreversible in motion.
Later that night, I’m back home.
My room is quiet, wrapped in the soft glow of a bedside lamp. I sit cross-legged on the bed, my laptop balanced on my thighs, scrolling through documents I barely register. Numbers blur. Plans wait. My mind isn’t here.
Without thinking, I open another tab.
Adrian’s profile loads.
My chest feels heavy.
I tell myself it’s har
