Valentina’s POVIt has been a week, but I still couldn’t shake the weight of it, the freaking sight of that day from my mind. And now here I am, standing in the study in the dimly lit study, serving brunch like I wasn’t the biggest traitor to exist in the room.“ Thanks, Val,” Finlay smiled, as I placed his cup of chai beside him, careful not to clink it too loudly or spill a slight drop, careful not to let my hands show how badly they were still shaking, from my anxiety.. Christopher sat across from him, his expression unreadable as always, like a doll you didn’t dare touch, except I had, hadn’t I? “I’m telling you, Chris,” Finlay groaned, gesturing with his fork, “the board is getting antsy. They want reassurance, not riddles.”“It’s not my job to make cowards feel safe,” Christopher replied coldly, tapping his fingers against his book.“They are our investors. They want to know their money isn’t being buried with your pride.”“It’s not pride, it
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