POV: Vivian | Timeline: Wednesday afternoon
I walked back to the office with Natasha's words echoing in my head.
"I'm not saying it's him. I'm just saying you should figure out who it IS before you drive yourself completely insane."
Figure out who Sir was. Like it was simple. Like I could just ask and he'd answer.
The lobby of Kane Industries gleamed around me. Glass and steel and power. I'd walked through these doors a thousand times over the past two years.
Today it felt different. Like I was seeing it for the first time. Like there were secrets hidden in every shadow.
If Sir worked here—if he walked these same halls, rode these same elevators, breathed the same recycled air—then every moment of the past two years took on a different meaning.
Every interaction. Every conversation.
