~Sienna~

The day has finally arrived. The air in the boardroom at Gray Stone is thick with the scent of floor wax and expensive printer ink. Everywhere is spotless and sparkling. I move around the long table, laying out the final joint-venture contracts and the glossy property portfolios.

My hands are steady, but my heart is racing for a different reason today. This is it. The handover. After today, the collaboration is officially complete. I’ll be free from the burning stares, the ...