The silence of his office grew louder, and the sting of neglect settled deeper. His jaw tightened as he stared blankly at the screen, his mind drifting between anger and longing. No… she shouldn't forget me. She can't. He thought. And as he sat there, the fire of determination slowly replaced his gloom. If Cora wouldn't give him a place in her world willingly, then maybe he would have to carve that place for himself, even if it meant stepping onto dangerous grounds to remind her that he was not a man to be ignored.
At that moment, Lovi pushed back his chair and rose to his feet, his jaw tightening as a sharp resolve crossed his face. He had spent too much time waiting in the shadows, hoping that Cora would eventually look his way or at least acknowledge his usefulness. But now, the frustration of being ignored had reached its limit.
