Sarah's POV
Adrian entered the room carrying a tray of coffee, toast, and a small bowl of fruit. He set the tray on the low table before me, his gaze avoiding mine at first. "You barely ate last night. Please, Sarah. You need your strength.”
I pushed myself upright, the robe slipping from one shoulder. “Take the food back. I'm not hungry.”
He sighed, sinking into the armchair across from me. "We need to talk before I leave. There's a business trip, three days in the city. It's an urgent meeting with the European partners. The board votes can't wait, and with the recent... complications, I have to handle it personally.”
My stomach twisted. Three days. Alone with Eleanor in this house. How am I supposed to cope? "You're leaving? Now?”
Adrian nodded, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "The
