Ethan
What have I done?
I cannot erase from my mind the image of Sawyer, battered and bruised ... broken on the floor of the conference room. I sit at my desk, my head in my hands, overwhelmed by guilt.
Bringing her here was a mistake from the start. I was weak. Despite my uncle's constant nagging, I managed to resist reaching out to her and continuing my revenge. Mike, relentless as ever, reminds me every day how many clients we lost because of this article. Or he reminds me that Sarah’s parents withdrew the partnership agreement, or he reminds me how much money we lost because of all of that.
He does not stop there… He asks me every day about Sawyer, whether I broke her, whether I destroyed her life…
Seven long days of Mike's relentless badgering, but I didn't waver. I kept her at
