Alexander’s POV

There’s something about quiet mornings that makes everything feel possible.

The city hadn’t quite woken up yet, and the Montego building stood like a silent guardian over the street. I was early—unusually so—but I needed the stillness before the day began.

I stood near the windows of my office, sipping coffee and watching the streets below. The light hadn’t fully crept in, but there was a blue softness to the air that made everything seem slower. Calmer. It gave me ...