That night, Adam couldn’t sleep.
The city outside his window was alive, lights flickering, cars humming, a restless heartbeat that matched his own.
Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Emily.
Her face. Her voice. The tremor in her hands when she said he can’t ever know.
He had faced pressure before. Deals, deadlines, rivals. But nothing compared to the weight of this wanting the one woman he could never have.
When dawn broke, he dressed quietly and went straight to the office. He told himself he was just getting an early start. But deep down, he knew why he came.
She was already there.
Emily stood near the glass window again, coffee in hand, looking out over the skyline. The morning light turned her hair gold. For a moment, she looked unto
