Emma I sit at my desk, staring at the picture of my father, the one I found on Iva’s laptop.My fingers hover over the edge of the desk, unmoving. My eyes stay fixed on the image like if I look away, it might disappear and take the truth with it. The man in the picture looks normal, kind, even. Not like the chaos my life has become.Across the room, Iva is busy typing away, the steady clatter of her keyboard filling the silence. She looks calm, focused, like everything in her world still makes sense.Unlike mine.I’m just sitting here, frozen, doing nothing while my thoughts spiral out of control.Knox already made it clear, I’m no longer his executive assistant. Just like that, I’m out. My resignation letter sits on my laptop, typed, formatted, and ready. All that’s left is to hand it over when he gets back from his board meeting.I push my chair back slowly and stand, my legs almost hesitating, like they’re unsure where to take me. Still, I force myself toward the printer.My fin
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