Rena’s pov

I was left alone in the empty boardroom, with only the distant ticking of the clock on the wall. I sat alone on the chair at the head of the table, the one that once belonged to my father, and temporarily to Raymond. Now it's mine, I'm sure Dad will be proud of me.

The feeling inside me should have felt sweeter and satisfying. But there was something heavy in my chest. A silence that is too thick, and too still.

Raymond had not said many words to me after the vote. But he congratulated me briefly and left the room, claiming he had an urgent call to...