Margaret peeks her head inside. “Your ten o’clock is here, Mr. Titan.” Her gaze goes to me. “Sorry for the interruption.”
She smiles softly as I pick up my tablet, back straightening. “It’s no problem, Margaret.” My gaze lifts to Donovan’s. “We’re done here.”
I walk out of the conference room before he can respond, ignoring the stares from my coworkers, ignoring the tears streamingdown my face.
Ignoring everything except the overwhelming need to escape.
I make it to the bathroom before I completely break down.
Chapter nineteen
~DONOVAN~
One day after Emma told me she should never have told me about the baby—I'm sitting in my office with one goal…
Give her what she wants.
Distance. Space.
Nothing.
It's what I'm good at, after all. What I've always done when things get too hard, too messy, too real.
Leave before I can be left.
Walk away before someone can walk away from me.
My father did it before I was born. Vanessa did it when she left with the jackass she was fucking. And now Emma's doing it by saying the one thing guaranteed to destroy me.
“I should have never told you about the baby.”
The words have been looping in my head for twenty-four hours, on repeat, each repetition feeling like another nail in a coffin I'm building myself.
She doesn't want me. Fine.
She regrets telling me about the baby. Fine.
She wants to leave Titan and pretend I don't exist. Absolutely fucking fine.
I can give her that. I can give her exactly what she's asking for—my absence.
It's what I'm best at. According to Vanessa. According to the fact that my own father couldn't even stick around long enough to see if I had his eyes.
"You look like shit," Logan observes from my doorway.
"Thanks. That's helpful."
"When was the last time you slept?"
I glance at my watch. It's 4:47 PM. I've been at the office since 5 AM. Before that, I was here until 2 AM.
"I slept."
"Passing out at your desk doesn't count." Logan walks in, closing the door behind him. "Thane gets back from his trip with Julia and the kids next week. He's going to take one look at you and lose his mind."
"There's nothing to lose his mind about. I'm working. That's what CEOs do."
"CEOs also occasionally go home. Eat real food. Acknowledge that other humans exist." Logan sits in the chair across from me. "Have you talked to Emma?"
