Chapter Thirty-Three
Brian’s POV
(Monday Morning the next week)
The relentless traffic had added an extra layer of frustration to my morning commute. What was typically a routine drive to work had become a tiresome ordeal. The city's chaotic pace seemed to be conspiring against me today. Eventually, I arrived at my new workplace, and to my relief, settling in proved far smoother than anticipated.
Inside the bustling office, employees were engrossed in their daily tasks, their collective focus contributing to a palpable energy in the air. Yet, I couldn't shake the events of the previous week from my mind. The image of the little girl's face haunted me, its persistence a testament to its impact. Perhaps it was the newfound knowledge of my long-lost child that kept my thoughts tethered to
