Andrew had never been the type of man to acknowledge his mistakes. His whole life was built on control—over his business, staff, and every circumstance he encountered. Yet, for the first time in his existence, he experienced an unfamiliar sensation: sorrow.
It ate away at him, preventing him from sleeping at night. Every cruel word he uttered to Amelia echoed in his thoughts like a damaged record. How he attempted to control her life, steering her towards decisions that benefitted him instead of her—it seemed stifling now. And what pained him the most was coming to terms with the fact that he could have already lost her permanently.
That morning, Andrew was seated at his desk in the office, looking vacantly at it. His assistant had told him that Amelia was willing to meet him, but she had made it clear—this would be on her terms.
For the first time in a while, Andrew didn’t seek control. He was eager to listen.