Ava’s POV
The weeks passed quickly. Ever since the funeral, life had become a constant circle of activities. Liam had been taking more phone calls than usual, and every time I asked, he assured me it was work-related—books, shipments, inventory for the library.
But his answers were becoming as routine as the apologies that followed. He often stayed out late, arriving home long after I’d fallen asleep, and when I woke up for work, he’d already be gone.
Today was no different. I spent hours working on blueprints for a major presentation coming up, with investors flying in from China. I couldn’t afford to make a mistake, as it was a pretty big deal for Blackwell Industries.
But for some reason, my mind refused to focus. I’d been staring at the same document for what felt like forever, and
