KELVIN’S POV
I haven’t slept properly in three days, every time I close my eyes, I hear the same sentence.
*“We’re getting engaged.”* Austin said it so casualy. I stare through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse while the Beverly Hills skyline slowly brightens with morning light.
The city is waking up, my coffee has gone cold and I haven’t touched it.
A notification flashes across my tablet. 7:00 A.M. +Strategy Meeting* another follows, *Marcus Webb requesting update on acquisition negotiations* then another, *board presentation finalized.*
Normally work fixes everything, I bury myself in numbers until emotions stop being relevant but today it isn’t working because every thought somehow circles back to her.
Sandra, the way she looked at me yesterday, the way her face change
