KIERAN’S POV. I sat in the room, holding the glass of wine, letting the quiet fill the space around me. The lights were soft, and people moved in the distance, but none of it moved me. I took a slow sip, feeling the taste settle on my tongue. My thoughts were heavy, but I kept my face calm. I just had twenty-four hours before the final verdict and things were not looking good. Although Adrian said everything was going fine, I still couldn't see it. I wasn’t losing it. I told myself over and over again. But the more i said it, the more i believed i was losing it. Damien and Paul did a good job. I had to admit. They planned this so well that I was almost jealous of the father and son relationship they had grown. I leaned back, watching the glass in my hand. Everything felt still, like time had slowed just for me. For a moment, I simply existed, breathing, thinking, and letting the silence hold me gently.The door opened. Adrian and two board members walked in. I sighed deeply, se
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