Rachel's POV
I never expected things to change so quickly.
A few days ago I'd thought Vincent would recover, stay with Camilla, and disappear from my life completely. I'd thought I would finally move on, back to my work, my company, the investigation into who had actually tried to kill me. Instead life had found a way to pull me right back to him, the way it always seemed to.
I sat behind my desk and stared at the email Mikayla had sent that morning.
Work usually helped me focus. Today it wasn't helping at all.
I opened the attachment again.
The list was extensive. Meetings, site inspections, investor dinners, supplier negotiations, property acquisitions. Almost every single item had Vincent's name beside mine. I rubbed my temples and looked at the ceiling for a moment before lookin
