Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE HEIR I USED TO BE: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 36

DavidFour weeks into painting and something broke.Not broke badly. Just broke open. Like a shell cracking to let something new emerge.I sat in Dr. Chen's office with my notebook full of letters. Letters to my past self. Letters to Grace. Letters to Maya that I would never send."Read me the one to Grace," Dr. Chen said.I flipped pages. Found it. Started reading."Dear Grace. You died three months ago. I did not go to your funeral. I know that makes me a terrible person. But I need you to understand something. I used you. For years, I used your illness as a shield against intimacy. I made you my priority so I did not have to be vulnerable with Maya. I turned your genuine need into my emotional avoidance. And I am sorry for that. You deserved better. You deserved someone who cared for you without using you as an excuse. I hope you found peace. I hope you knew, despite everything, that I cared. Just not in the way either of us pretended I did."I stopped reading. Looked at Dr. Chen.

DavidFive weeks of coffee shops changed something fundamental.I had become a regular at the bookstore café. The owner, Marcus, knew my order. Black coffee. Whatever pastry was left from the morning. A table by the window where I could watch Harbor City move without being part of it."You are here early," Marcus said, pouring my coffee. "Usually you come around ten.""Could not sleep. Thought I would paint instead. Then decided coffee sounded better.""How is the painting going?""Terrible. But consistently terrible. That feels like progress."Marcus laughed. "Consistency is underrated. Most people give up before they get consistently bad at something."I took my coffee to the window table. Opened the book about impressionists. Read about Cézanne's obsession with painting Mont Sainte-Victoire. Over sixty paintings of the same mountain. Different angles. Different light. The same subject endlessly explored.Maybe that was the point. Not to paint something new. But to see the same thi

AdrianMaya walked out of the conference room and I stood there feeling like I had just destroyed everything.She was right. I should have told her. Should have trusted her with the truth instead of trying to protect her from it.But the look on her face when I showed her those names. The betrayal. The pain. I had wanted to spare her that.And instead I had become exactly what she feared. Another man who kept secrets. Another partner who decided what she could handle.My head of security, Steven Blake, appeared at my elbow."Sir, we need to discuss next steps. If the leak is from Lawson Corporation, we need to move quickly before more damage is done.""Not now, Steven.""Sir, with respect, the launch is in two weeks. Every day we wait is another day for information to get out."He was right. But all I could think about was the way Maya looked at me. Like I had broken something fundamental between us."Give me an hour," I said. "Then we will strategize."I went back to my office. Sat