Asher’s POV

The elevator doors opened, and I wore a deep frown on my face as I stepped out into the office. My work had suffered in the past few weeks I hadn’t shown up here.

It was like Ivy had taken my will to live the moment she stopped speaking to me. Waking up felt like a chore, and coming to the office was well…

Stacy, my assistant, was on me before I’d made it five steps. “Good morning, Mr. Sterling. Your first meeting is scheduled for ten—”

“Cancel it,” I interrupted, not breaking my stride.

She hesitated, trotting to keep up with my brisk pace. “Uh, alright. But...