Ethan's POV
I spent the entire day after that interaction with Mia in the elevator spiraling.
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
Jessica used to say that. Every single time, she was startled, frustrated, or overwhelmed. Could it really be just a coincidence?
I needed to think. Needed to organize the chaos spiraling in my mind before I did something reckless.
My phone rang as I grabbed my jacket. Justin.
"I hope you're calling because you want to share only good news," I said to my best friend and CFO, heading toward the elevator.
"Define good." Justin's voice was wry. "Because I just got out of a board meeting, and your name came up. Repeatedly."
"What are they complaining about now?"
"The Rushmore situation. They want to know why this partnership requires the CEO on-sit
