Blake's POV
It felt wrong all day to be sitting at the office.
I sat through three meetings, signed off on two contracts for contractors needed for upcoming projects, reviewed the casino project timeline with the team twice, and listened to the ops team drone on about supply chain complications for the Brooklyn development. All of it should have demanded my full attention.
Instead, I kept seeing Cassie's face this morning. The careful blankness when I'd told her about the clinic appointment. The way she'd turned away from me, dismissing me after Melissa had arrived.
I checked my phone for the fourth time in an hour.
Nothing from Ana. No confirmation text that Cassie had actually gone to the clinic, that she'd taken the pill, that we could both stop worrying about consequences neither
