The relentless tick-tock of the clock echoed through Reid's office, mirroring the impatience and frustration that consumed him. Another week had slipped away since the revelation of his medical results and the undeniable truth that the child growing in Bella's belly was his. The weight of the unknown gnawed at him, pushing him to the brink of insanity.
Seated behind his imposing desk, Reid shot a glance at Boris, his head of security, who stood before him with a somber expression. The air in the room was charged with tension, and Reid's voice cut through the silence, sharp and impatient.
"Boris, I need answers. It's been a week, and we're no closer to finding her. How is that even possible?" Reid's frustration seeped into every word, the controlled composure he usually wore crumbling in
