Victor hadn't been able to get any work done after he sent that text. The hours had dragged on, as Victor sat in his office, staring blankly into the screen of his computer. He'd typed out emails to delete them all the same. The meeting notes piled on his desk were still untouched. His mind had wandered further, onto the woman who waited at home for him, onto what he had in store tonight.
He wanted to make things right with her. He had shut her out for too long, left her standing on the edge of his life like an outsider. She deserved better than that.
He looked at the time. 5:30. An hour and half more before he could leave this office. But why bother staying here, putting on a face that he actually cared about the minute details of his business when the only thing that mattered was well
