Niles's POV
My gaze was on the paper on the table, and my hand supported my head as I listened to Mark talking to the men in the room.
"That's impressive... Mr. Flynn."
I looked at the man who had called me. It was Mr. Smith. My business partner. "Are you okay? You haven't said a word since you entered the room."
"Yes." I nodded my head before turning to Mark. "Round it up."
I was far from okay. I've been like that since the weekend. My blood boils, and I wish to destroy things, but I'm holding everything in by being quiet. I even had to come so early to the office because I didn't want to keep thinking about it.
I know I made my choice, but after I lost the stone, it felt to me like I wasn't thinking before I chose her. The stone was so precious to me, and it had gotten into my en
