The city lights blurred through the windshield like smeared watercolor as Oliver drove through the streets, his grip tightening on the steering wheel every time her face flashed across his mind. Emily.
Her name echoed like a bell inside his chest—sharp, painful, endless.
He hadn’t said goodbye. Not really. He just stood there, watching her turn away from him again. After all the silence. After all the pain. After resigning from the company, walking away from his family’s legacy—for her.
And she’d met with him.
Raymond Artair.
The man who had destroyed everything.
Oliver slammed his fist against the steering wheel, the horn blaring briefly in protest. But it wasn’t enough. The anger didn’t drain out. It swelled—wild, churning with heartbreak, confusion, and something more dangerous: h
