SOREN'S Pov
Morning came heavy and gray, the kind that felt like the city itself was holding its breath. The rain hadn’t stopped all night. I stood by the window, coffee untouched in my hand, watching the drops streak down the glass. The skyline looked blurred, distant, like everything I’d built was fading in front of me.
Adrian was still asleep on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. His face was calm, but I could tell he hadn’t really rested. Every time thunder rolled, he stirred, frowning even in his dreams. I wanted to reach out, to tell him it would be fine, that I’d fix it. But I couldn’t lie to him like that. Not now.
The leaked contract had spread faster than we expected. Investors were threatening to pull out. My father had left me a message filled with quiet, poisonous rage. “You
