DANIEL POV
I stare at my calendar. Back-to-back meetings from 7AM to 9PM. Same schedule I've kept for years. The screen glows blue in the dim office light, each appointment a barrier between me and the life I've been neglecting.
Not today.
I start deleting. Conference calls. Board meetings. Investor lunches. Nathan can handle most of it. The rest can wait. My finger hovers over each entry for only a second before I press delete. Years of conditioning scream at me to stop, but I ignore it.
"What are you doing?" Nathan's voice comes through my office speaker, sharp with concern.
"Making changes."
"Daniel, the Westmore deal closes today. You can't…"
"Reschedule it." I close my laptop, the snap of it shutting echoing in the office. "Or you close it. I trust you."
Silence on the other e
