Chapter 30. My son.

Matthew Anderson.

Months have passed since the last time I spoke with Stephanie and there has not been a day when I have not thought of her. I continually wonder if she is resting, if she needs help, or if ever thinks about me...

I sigh, sitting in my office chair, looking out the large window, as the vibrant city that emerges before my view continues living without stopping.

I close my eyes and the memories dance in my head. Steph is present in every single one of them. I can see her beautiful smile, hear her intelligent comments. I still remember the smell of her hair or the softness of her skin. There are so many memories that make my heart hurt.

A knock on the door brings me out of my memories.

“Come in!”

I watch as my secretary enters the office with a smile on her face. I frown, annoyed, as I say, “What are you doing here? You know perfectly well that at this hour, no one can enter my office.”

Her eyes widen as she says, “I’m very sorry, Mr. Anderson, but these documents require