I’m completely numb when I finally say goodbye to Rosalie. I’ve packed my personal things, and she’ll send anything else to my new office in Carrero Tower later today, the HQ across town. I’ll have no excuse to ever come this way again.

Jake stayed in his office the whole time I packed up, and no matter how many times I stared at that door willing him to come to me and beg me stay, he did not. My heart is broken into a million pieces and I’m amazed that it hasn’t killed me, that it still beats, that I’m still upright, yet I’ve nothing left to live for.

I...