Reflections
Alexander's POV
The late afternoon sun poured into my office, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk, but I found it difficult to focus on the contracts before me. The city buzzed with life outside, yet inside my mind, I drifted into memories that felt both vivid and haunting. As I absentmindedly flipped through the papers, a familiar ache settled in my chest—one that I had grown accustomed to but never truly accepted.
I closed my eyes, letting the noise fade into the background. Instantly, I was transported back to my childhood—a time when laughter filled our home and love enveloped us like a warm blanket.
