Chapter Fifty three.

Chapter Fifty three.

Travis pov

I sat in my office, staring blankly at the stack of papers on my desk. My mind was far away from work, consumed by thoughts of Annabelle's impending engagement to Henry.

The idea of her marrying him felt like a punch to the gut, a final nail in the coffin of any hope I had left of rekindling what we once had. Annabelle and I had divorced years ago, but the love I felt for her had never faded.

Now, I was faced with the agonizing prospect of losing her forever.

Henry was a good man, and he had loved Annabelle for as long as I could remember. He was stable, reliable, and everything a father could want for his daughter.

Annabelle's father had made it no secret that he preferred Henry over me, especially after our divorce, but the thought of Annabelle being with someone else, sharing her life, her dreams, her laughter with another man, was unbearable.

The engagement party was to be a grand affair, with the who’s who of society in attendance. I kne