Chapter 119 Unraveling

• I sat at the head of the long, polished table in the conference room, the projector humming softly in the background as charts and figures danced across the screen.
• Someone was giving a very enthusiastic presentation about quarterly projections, marketing strategy—hell, I don’t even know. My mind was somewhere else entirely.
• Nannies in and out like a revolving door. Megan worn thin, the girls unhinged. Every solution I thought of led back to Aria. And that… wasn’t an option. I couldn’t bring her back. I wouldn’t.