Chapter 41 The Decision

• The morning sunlight poured through the tall windows of Alexander’s office, casting a golden glow over the polished oak desk and the neatly arranged documents atop it. Yet, despite the picturesque setting, Alexander felt anything but calm. He stood by the window, hands in his pockets, gazing out at the sprawling city skyline as if searching for an answer.
• Celia entered quietly, her presence light yet comforting, as always. “You missed breakfast,” she said, placing a steaming cup of coffee on his desk.
• “I wasn’t hungry,” Alexander replied without turning around. His voice was unusually subdued, lacking the confident edge she had grown used to.