[Elena's POV]

"The Boss gave you the day off," Caleb continued, his voice steady and calm. "He told me to drive you to your apartment. To pack whatever you need and handle things. The car is waiting outside."

Noah's arrangements were considerate.

But I just nodded numbly. "Okay."

The drive to Brooklyn was a blur.

I sat in the backseat of the black SUV, watching the city buildings pass by, feeling absolutely nothing.

I thought I would be crying because he was my Dad.

I thought I would be angry ...