KAELON’S POV

The office was quiet except for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the rhythmic tapping of my fingers against the polished wood of my desk. The city skyline stretched out beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, but my focus wasn’t on the view.

It hadn’t been for days.

“No, Kaelon. I can’t do this. I can’t be part of a lie. If you can’t trust me enough to be honest with me, then I don’t know what we’re doing here.”

Her voice kept replaying in my head for every single time I wanted to work or turned to look at the sofa. She was almost everywhere and that...