LUCY (MRS BLAKE) POV
Blake sighed for what felt like the hundredth time, pacing back and forth like a restless animal, his phone clutched in his sweaty palm. The man looked like he hadn’t slept in days….eyes red, hair untidy, shirt halfway unbuttoned as though it was choking him. He has been like this since we came back from that demn school.
I watched him from the couch, crossing my arms as his agitation filled the whole living room like a heavy cloud.
He checked his phone again.
Then again.
And again.
More sweat rolled down the side of his face. The company had been spiraling for months now, but today… today was the final blow. If the contract didn’t get approved before the deadline, everything he’d built over thirty years would collapse like rotten wood.
He rubbed his forehead ha
