CLAIRE
Two days after the launch, I woke up to find Julian already dressed in a suit, not his usual casual jeans and button-down, but a full tailored suit with a tie.
He was standing in the living room with his phone pressed to his ear, his expression tight and focused in a way I hadn't seen before.
"I understand that," he said, his voice clipped. "But I can't keep managing this remotely, I need to be there in person."
I stayed quiet in the hallway, not wanting to interrupt. "Friday at the latest," Julian continued. "I'll be on a flight tonight."
My stomach dropped. Flight?
"Yes, I know it's been too long," Julian said, running his hand through his hair in frustration. "That's why I'm coming back now."
He ended the call and turned around, spotting me in the hallway. "Morning," he sa
