Victor had nothing left to do.
Slowly, almost reluctantly, he made his way back to Elara’s company.
Before he could even sit at his desk, Elara was already there, standing beside it, her presence
sharp and unwelcoming.
“Don’t ever take on something you can’t handle,
” she said coldly, her eyes cutting into him.
warning you.
”
“I’m
She didn’t wait for a response.
“I need an iced coffee on my desk. Now.
”
With that, she turned and walked into her office, slamming the door behind her.
Victor stood there for a moment, wordless.
Then, quietly, he forced his tired, burdened body to move.
To the room where tea and coffee were prepared, he poured the drink carefully.
But his mind was no longer there.
It had drifted… back to the hospital.
To his father.
What if he keeps asking fo
