Ryder sat at his desk, filling out documents that listed assets, fudging details to make the company look more profitable than it was. He looked at the clock. Almost 10. Soon he would be home, and he would pull Alecia into his arms and cherish the sweet strawberry smell of her hair. As he signed his father’s name to the document, he thought of buying Alecia some tulips since he hadn’t bought her any in a while. Hopefully, they’d put a smile on her face. It had been so long since he’d seen one. Something nudged in him - a feeling akin to regret, but he pushed it away. If...