Anabelle drew in a breath of fresh air, allowing it to fill her lungs.
A panoramic view of the city, a vast canvas of steel and glass was provided by floor-to-ceiling windows.
Annabel had a single laptop open in front of her as she sat at a big immaculate white desk.
It was both full of the possibilities of her new life and empty of the mess of her previous one.
She was still struggling to accept the fact that she and Jude were partners. Only a few days before, she was a directionless woman.
She now oversaw a significant project and worked with a man whose name had influence in the field.
Reaching out, she touched her laptop's cool metal. In this strange new world it felt like a solid anchor that she could cling to.
Her thoughts turned back to the hectic days of feelings and ch
