Ian swiveled his chair to face me, a grin spreading across his face. "The recording turned out great. This song is definitely going to be a hit," he said with confidence.
"I hope so," I replied, trying to force a smile.
"What's wrong, Addy?"
Despite my efforts to hide it, my confusion was evident.
I sank into the chair opposite Ian, covering my face with my hands and leaning my head back.
"Every time I see Lucian, we fight. He didn't show up at the office today, and I still haven't seen that damn photo. My gut tells me he's not Aiden, but everything else seems to scream that he is. I barely slept last night."
Ian got up from his chair and sat beside me.
"I've been thinking the same thing, Addy. We need to find out the truth. We need to move on with our lives."
"I know." I squeezed
