The crimson liquid swirled into my glass, a silent dance of red and gold as the sunlight filtered through the seventieth-floor windows. It was just another day in my office, the same four walls that had witnessed my relentless toil over the years.
I buried myself in work again; the old routine of arriving before anyone else, and leaving long after they’d gone home. It meant that I rarely got to see Chris while he was awake anymore.
But I had no choice, the press had been relentlessly snapping at my heels again lately, now that Madison had disappeared from my side. It was all I could do to keep my investors calm and my company above water.
To make matters worse, Chris had become a storm of emotions over Madison’s absence, his perpetual tantrums echoing through the house like thunder. Refusing to eat, bolting from rooms the moment I would step foot in them… It was all just becoming too much for me to handle!