The CEO Who Searched the World for Me
They walked along the beach, and she picked up a seashell, whispered something into it, then handed it to him.
When he asked what she had said, she threw her arms around him and laughed.
“I love you, silly! I love you, Tristan!”
He lifted her in his arms, spinning her around and around, their laughter echoing across the shore. Eventually, they both fell onto the sand, still laughing, their happiness uncontainable.
The memories were vivid, but the woman he loved was gone.
When Tristan woke, senior executives from the company had come to see him.
“Mr. Ford, why are you doing this to yourself?”