Liana's Pov
The tapping of feet and clacking of keys against the marble floor of the building were normally comforting, a rhythm I'd become accustomed to. But today, they were a nuisance. A painful one.
Stanley's visit hung in my mind like a stone in a glass of water. I had tried to push it under the carpet, tuck it behind deadlines and law strategy meetings, but it would not stay quiet. His eyes… his voice. The way he said my name as though it were still his.
I sat staring blankly at my screen. The same sentence glared back at me for the past fifteen minutes, unpenned.
He said he loved me. A part of me still longed to believe him but he had shattered my trust. A soft knock interrupted my train of thought. Clara entered my office with a considerate sort of reverence, as if she didn't r
