The penthouse felt entirely too large without Alexander in it. He had been stuck in Tokyo for the rest of the week, buried under late-night video conferences and high-stakes board meetings regarding the new international estate development. With him away, the glass-and-steel walls felt less like a sanctuary and more like a quiet vault.
Needing a distraction from the eerie silence and my own looping thoughts, I had done something I hadn't done since the wedding: I invited Chloe over.
The elevator chimed, and when the doors slid open, my sister stepped out into the foyer. It was her very first time coming to the penthouse. Her sharp eyes immediately scanned the sprawling, open-concept layout, her gaze mapping the Italian marble floors, the minimalistic luxury furniture, and the breathta
