Elena’s POV

I sit at my desk, laptop open, fingers hovering over the keyboard, and force myself to focus. The weekend should feel like a break, but there’s no pause in my life, no quiet escape. Work doesn’t stop because it’s Saturday. Deals don’t wait. Neither does the constant weight pressing down on me, reminding me that I am not just running a company, I am raising two children alone, protecting them from a world that doesn’t understand just how fiercely I love them.

I take a ...