Chapter 10

The car engine roared to life as my associate gave me an uncertain look.

I shook my head dismissively. "It's all irrelevant now."

Isabella's illness no longer held any significance. Besides, he had only just informed me about it today.

Everything had come too late.

The car pulled away, leaving the tall silhouette in the distance.

Days passed, and I maintained my usual schedule, commuting to and from work.

It felt as though a dark cloud had descended upon my existence.

Every day, I'd find breakfast waiting on my desk, sometimes with a fresh floral arrangement.

Now and then, coffee would appear for everyone in the office.

Near my home, I'd spot a familiar shape lurking in the nearby shadows.

Yet my emotions remained unmoved.

I discarded what was unnecessary and ignored what could be overlooked.

If Lucas had shown such consideration three years earlier, I would have been elated.

But that moment had long since passed.