Ryan had been trying hard to focus, but no matter how much he tried, his thoughts would not let him.
Again and again, his mind returned to one thing —Arwen.
How he failed her.
How he lost the only chance he had to make things right.
If only he hadn't been selfish …
If only he had made her his priority, just once …
Maybe then, he would have something —anything —to hold onto. Something that would allow him to lift his head and say he loved Arwen the way no one else could.
But now?
He couldn't even look at himself in the mirror without shame creeping into his chest.
Brenda's words were ringing in his ears —relentless, unforgiving —reminding him just how undeserving he was of Arwen.
Unable to escape the growing storm within, he rubbed his hand over his face, frustration thick in every breath.
"Why? Why? Why?" he whispered hoarsely, over and over again, as though the repetition could dull the ache in his chest. "Why couldn't I make even one right decision when it came to her? Why did I lose her … completely? Why?"
His fingers tangled in his hair, fisting it cruelly. But even that pain did nothing. The regret remained —bitter and heavy, clawing at his insides.
A knock at the door of his office broke through his spiralling thoughts.
His brows jutted in a frown as he glanced at the door, allowing the person in.
It was no one else but Zenith, who stepped in, pushing the door open.
"Sir," she called cautiously before looking the hs face, searching for anything that she could. "Is everything alright?"
Ryan paused for a second as if considering the option of sharing his pain and regret with her. So that there could be someone he could confide in. But in the end, he just couldn't bring himself to.
Shaking his head, he nodded, responding to her. "I am good. But why are you still here?" He checked the time on his desk and his frown deepened, noticing it was already past the work timings. "It's late. Shouldn't you have left already?"
Earlier, when he asked her to leave, he thought she must have gotten off work already.
It was only now that he realized, he wasn't alone in the office. She had been there as well …
Zenith didn't defend, saying she was waiting for him. Instead, she simply let her lips curl in a faint smile. "I am still not done with my work. And since I don't want it to become a burden tomorrow, I thought to complete it before leaving."
Ryan's frown still remained between his brows. But knowing how diligent his secretary has always been, he couldn't bring himself to chide her.
"Try to complete it during your work hours itself. Don't let it drag you here this late. You need rest too."
His words did nothing but warm Zenith's heart. Her smile deepened, and she nodded, "I will try my best the next time."
Ryan nodded back.
A second passed … and then two …
He expected her to leave, but when he didn't see her moving, he asked, "You have something to say?"
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