Chapter 40

~Adam

I sat at my desk, staring blankly at the numbers on the computer screen. My eyes were fixed on the digits, but my mind was far from the sterile confines of the office. It wandered to Charlotte, to the tangled mess that had become our lives. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t shake the thoughts of her, the memories that cut deeper than I ever imagined.

With a heavy sigh, I closed my eyes, trying to block out the regret gnawing at me. The guilt was a relentless presence, reminding me that I’d hurt her, betrayed her in ways I couldn’t take back. I had been selfish, driven by my desires, and now, the weight of those choices bore down on me like a crushing burden. My fingers drummed against the desk, a nervous habit I’d developed in moments like these.

Just as I was about to let out another sigh, the phone on my desk buzzed, its shrill ring slicing through the silence. I picked up the receiver, forcing my voice to remain calm and professional. "Adam Morgan speaking."

The voice on