~Reo’s~

“She’s a liability now.”

The words come out too casually. Like they’re talking about stock prices. Not Jennie. Not my O’Neal.

I'm sitting at the head of the table, arms resting on the cold surface, and I stare at the one who said it—Benton. Greying at the temples. Too bold for someone who’s never risked a damn thing outside spreadsheets and status reports.

“You’ve got to think long-term,” Benton continues as he taps his pen like this is just another chart. “The rumors with Leo? That poll going viral? The board is uncomfortable. We’re bleeding public trust. It’s time to cut your losses. Move on.”

His words are a...