ANNA'S POV

I sat on my bed, rolling my pen between my fingers, the familiar clicking sound echoing softly in my room. My laptop was open in front of me, its bright screen displaying a list of available wide space buildings. I was multitasking looking for a property to house both the medical pharmaceutical company I was about to open, and another space to revive my little cake business from five years ago. A business I’d carefully nurtured before my life got swept away in a whirlwind of chaos.

With everything that had suddenly happened back then — my identity revealed, James suddenly breaking up with me, the shifting family...