Jonah’s P.O.V

I watched as she slowly walked out of my office, and it took everything within me not to call her back.

After Danika left, I sank back into my swivel chair, staring at the documents in front of me without really seeing them.

My jaw clenched as I let out a slow, controlled breath, trying to steady the storm brewing inside me.

Guilt gnawed at my chest, mixing with a deep sense of regret. My eyes drifted toward the door she had just exited, a pang of longing hitting me squarely in the heart.

The cold, distant façade I’d forced myself to maintain had already crumbled, replaced by...