Chapter 76

• LIAM
• It took everything I had to resist the urge to use, but I got through the night—and the weekend. There was a strange comfort in knowing I had more strength than I gave myself credit for. Going back to work felt like dragging myself through quicksand, but it was necessary. This was part of my dysfunctional journey to hold onto the last bit of hope I had left. I wasn't out of options—not yet. I just had to see it that way.
• As I sat in my office, my plans to rebuild weighed heavy on my mind. There was a lot of rubble to sift through, but I had to keep moving. Monique was by my side, following my orders and strategically responding to emails on my behalf. Investors and stakeholders were no longer meeting with me in person—it would be a waste of their time. Instead, I had to convince them through emails, answering their endless complaints about dwindling profits.