JACKSON'S POV

I was going to ignore the news. Pretend it didn’t exist. Block it out like I always do with things I don’t want to deal with. I would’ve done that easily, walking right past the stares, the whispers, the judgment in people’s eyes, as I headed to the elevator.

My workers, clients, even visitors weren’t subtle. Some just stopped what they were doing altogether just to stare at me. Their eyes followed me like I had grown horns overnight. I guess that’s what comes with having your private life leaked all over the news.

The holidays had ended, and things were slowly returning to normal. At least, for...