Chapter 68

• Pov Daniel
• A whole month without seeing Melissa and there I was, a man of almost 30 getting drunk on a Sunday morning. I started with some whiskey and desperation. I missed her excessively and would have gone to look for her if I didn't know she was living as an 18-year-old girl should.
• The intercom rang a couple of times but I wasn't in the mood for anyone. Since the day I left her, I had been in a terrible mood that no one could stand, yelling at everyone, the meetings were unbearable, I had fired a couple of assistants, and the board wanted me to take a break.