DESMOND'S APARTMENT
POV DESMOND
My uncle left shortly after our conversation. Patrice looked worried as she helped him back into the car. I couldn't look at her as they left. I sat in the office for a few more minutes before leaving.
I was torn between wanting to be away from the bank and away from the place I knew Nathaniel was waiting for me. I was so close to true happiness that I could reach out and touch it. But I had a bigger duty to my uncle, to the bank I was wed to.
I ignored Nathaniel's messages as I made my way home. I had to talk to him in person. I tried to calm my breathing as I pulled into the underground parking lot. I sat in my car for a minute, collecting my thoughts for what I was going to tell him.
My legs felt like lead as I made my way up to my apartment. I opene
