Ava’s POV
The sun filtered through the office blinds, casting gentle rays over my desk as I tried to focus on the spreadsheets in front of me. I had a call in thirty minutes, and my mind was racing with everything I had to prepare. Andrew had left for his own meeting earlier, and I figured we’d grab lunch together once we were both free. It had been a long morning already, and my thoughts kept drifting to Tristan, lately, we haven’t spent much time with him.
I picked up my phone, tempted to check in on him, but then decided against it. Everything seemed normal. The bodyguards were with him, and it wasn’t the first time we had gone through this routine. I tried to remind myself of that, but there was always this nagging feeling in the back of my mind. I had learned to live with it, as mos
