Riley's POV 

I reach the company building and step out of the cab.

The driver pulls away immediately, and for a brief second, I just stand there in front of the glass entrance, staring up at the place I built with my own hands. Somehow, the call earlier still unsettles me. Caden’s voice. The warning. The way he said my name like he already knew what I was about to do.

But I don’t care.

I straighten my shoulders and walk inside.

The moment I cross the entrance, everything feels wrong.

Every single person turns to stare at me.

Conversations die instantly. Phones slip from hands. Coffee spills. Some people...