VANCE'S POVI'm seated in my father's office at Stone Corporation, staring out the expansive glass windows that stretch across the city, but I'm not really seeing any of it.My mind’s not in this room. It’s with her. Megan.It's been days since we last spoke, really spoke, and I can't stop thinking about her.Is she okay? Are the twins okay? Is she even thinking about me at all?I want to call her. Goddess, I want to call her so badly.But I don't want to come off as pushy or overbearing or like I'm trying to control her space. Like I'm pressuring her into something she's not ready for.The last thing she needs is me hovering over her like some desperate fool.So I've been holding back.Waiting.Hoping she'll reach out first.But she hasn't.And every second of it has been torture."Vance."My father's voice pulls me out of my thoughts, and I blink, turning to look at him.He's sitting behind his desk, his arms folded, his keen eyes fixed on me with a knowing expression. My father's
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