The steady hum of the city vibrated through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Elion's sleek, modern office. The skyline stretched endlessly beyond the glass, its towering buildings casting long shadows under the soft afternoon sun. Yet, despite the expansive view, Elion's focus was far from the bustling world outside. He sat behind a grand mahogany desk, its polished surface covered in neatly stacked files, yet his eyes glazed over the document in his hand, the black inked words blurring together.
Raelynn.
Her name lingered in his mind, her face flashing behind his eyes—the way her lips curved when she smiled, how her brows furrowed when deep in thought. He tightened his grip on the pen in his hand, its metallic edge biting into his skin. Work demanded his attention, but it was a losing battle.
The sharp slam of his office door yanked him back to reality.
Kade strode in without waiting for permission, a thick file in hand. "Seriously, Elion? You're zoning out again?"
