~CONFRONTATION~
AMAYA
The boardroom slowly emptied after the meeting, the sound of chairs scraping and low conversations fading as everyone filed out. I stayed in my seat, organizing the files in front of me, even though my mind was nowhere near them.
Brown stood at the other end of the table, watching and waiting. The exact moment the last person stepped out of the room, he finally moved, walking directly toward me with a dark, menacing expression.
“I need to speak to my wife,” he said to Ethan without sparing him a glance. “You’ll excuse us.”
Ethan didn’t move, Instead, he looked at me.
“I’ll leave if you want me to.” His eyes searched mine. “Are you going to be okay by yourself?”
That simple question instantly grounded me, serving as a beautiful reminder of just how much he cared
