Kendrick
I sat in the study, the dim light of the room casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. The faint scent of coffee lingered in the air, but the cup beside me had gone cold hours ago. The silence in the manor was deafening, save for the faint rustling of the trees outside. Yet, my thoughts were anything but quiet.
Kimberly.
Her name was a constant drumbeat in my mind, her image lingering no matter how much I tried to focus on the business documents spread before me. I had built a fortress around myself, a stronghold of control and power, and yet, this woman….a force so fragile and fierce had breached those walls without even trying.
I leaned back in my chair, pinching the bridge of my nose as the memory of her expression earlier flashed through my mind. The way she looked
