SHAWN'S POV

He rested his elbows on the kitchen counter as she left the kitchen. He had difficulty controlling his emotions, hence his outburst.

He heard the sound of the car driving away and it felt like a part of his life was leaving. Even though they were always at longer heads, he had gotten used to Tiffany's presence and he hated the fact that she left.

He lost his appetite and will to make himself breakfast, so he went back upstairs to prepare for work.

He parked a few toiletries in his suitcase as he would spend the night in the company's penthouse. He couldn't imagine sleeping in the...