Want to be urs forever

Aiden's POV

The office was quiet—eerily so. The only sounds were the soft hum of the air conditioning and the faint rustling of papers whenever I shifted. The glow from my laptop screen illuminated the otherwise dimly lit room, casting sharp shadows against the polished mahogany desk.

I should have been working.

Should have been reviewing reports, responding to emails, preparing for another goddamn meeting. My fingers rested against the keyboard, poised as if they had something important to type, yet I hadn't typed a single word in the past thirty minutes.

Because my mind was elsewhere.

On her.

Marian.

My wife. My everything.

And she had been dying without telling me.