Ewan muttered to himself as he trudged furiously into his office, the door slamming behind him with unexpected force.
For the first time, he completely ignored Sandro's cheery greeting, leaving his assistant and friend with a look of confusion.
Sandro couldn't help but wonder what had crawled under his boss's skin today.
For Ewan, he felt like the weight of the world was crushing his shoulders as he sank heavily into his chair, trying to understand how his life had spiraled so chaotically.
When had it all gotten so complicated? Memories of Fiona's horrified expression upon seeing Athena's children flickered through his mind. He could understand her anger—after all, she was convinced her position was being usurped.
But what position did she even have? They were not engaged, not even married! A tired sigh escaped him as he rubbed his forehead, trying to alleviate the stress building there.
