KAELON’S POV
The office was quiet except for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the rhythmic tapping of my fingers against the polished wood of my desk. The city skyline stretched out beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, but my focus wasn’t on the view.
It hadn’t been for days.
“No, Kaelon. I can’t do this. I can’t be part of a lie. If you can’t trust me enough to be honest with me, then I don’t know what we’re doing here.”
Her voice kept replaying in my head for every single time I wanted to work or turned to look at the sofa. She was almost everywhere and that was eating me up.
I was trying to work. Trying to lose myself in the endless reports and figures in front of me. But no matter how many contracts I approved or how many meetings I scheduled, one thought remained—Liv.
