CHAPTER 22Morning broke softly, spilling gentle light through the expansive windows of the penthouse, a world that felt inextricably tied to Andrew Cross's unyielding grip on life. Yet beneath the surface of routine, an invisible current churned, and Andrew awakened with a palpable sense of that change, something unsaid lingering in the air.Voices drifted from the adjacent room, familiar, but not entirely comforting.“…You really shouldn’t be doing so much,” he heard Victoria’s patient tone.“And you really shouldn’t be doing so little,” Nancy countered, her spirit undeterred by the morning hour.Andrew squeezed his eyes shut for a moment longer, preparing for the inevitable intrusion of what had become his daily reality. “Fantastic,” he mumbled to himself, pushing back the duvet with a resigned sigh.As he stepped into the living area, both women turned toward him. “Good, you’re up,” Nancy greeted, the enthusiasm in her voice as unexpected as it was unwelcome.Victoria stood wit
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