ALLEN CRABTRE'S POV

　　The day had barely started, but I already felt a heavy burden. I sat at my desk, tapping my fingers impatiently on the dark wood.

　　The office felt claustrophobic. Everything I'd worked for – my business, my family's secret – was on the verge of crumbling.

　　Nina's stubbornness was no surprise – she got that from her mother. But I thought I'd laid the past to rest.

　　Instead, she's reopened old wounds, and Alexander is ...