Cole’s POV

The sound of the city fades the moment I step into my car. For a few seconds, I just sit there, head resting on the seat in front of me, watching the reflection of Whitmore Industries tower in the glass. The building looks calm from the outside, but I know what it hides. It holds the damage done by envy wearing the face of family.

The driver glances at me through the rearview mirror, waiting for a direction. I wave him off. “Give me a few minutes,” I say, and he nods, quietly ...