Morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Lawson Holdings, painting golden reflections across the marble lobby. Employees hurried from one department to another, carrying files and tablets as another demanding workday began. Caro stepped out of the elevator with a folder pressed against her chest, determined to focus on work instead of the restless thoughts that had followed her all night. Ever since Peter had confronted her with the truths he had uncovered, every interaction between them had carried an unfamiliar weight. The walls he had built around himself had not disappeared, but small cracks had begun to appear. She could only hope they would continue widening instead of sealing shut again.
As she approached Peter's office, Marcus was already waiting outside with several documents in hand. He offered her a knowing smile before knocking gently on the door.
"Come in," Peter's calm voice answered.
