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entered his life.
    From the day he took custody of her, Daisy changed everything.
    And Daisy was still changing him.
    *
    Whitney had just taken a chair at the long table in the Denver boardroom when Cormac walked in.
    She couldn’t believe it. It’d been eleven days since he’d left and she hadn’t expected to see him again, and yet here he was, strolling into the conference room as if he always attended the Friday editorial meetings.
    He greeted everyone as he dropped into a vacant chair, again acting as if he belonged here.
    Of course, since he owned the magazines, he had a right to be here, but he’d never flaunted his power before. She knew why he was doing it now. He was proving a point. Reminding them all of who he was, how he had the upper hand.
    Her stomach churned as she watched him flip open a notepad. Her response to him was intense and visceral. She didn’t want to hate him. She didn’t want to react this way around him. She didn’t like being angry and emotional. But he represented everything she’d lost.
    He was at the very heart of her grief.
    Just two weeks, she told herself, trying to regain her center. Two weeks and she’d be free. Two weeks and she’d have a different job and a different set of problems.
    During the ninety minute meeting, Whitney kept her gaze fixed on her team, and scribbled notes, and yet she kept missing huge chunks of the discussion. It was impossible to focus properly with Cormac in the room. With him near, her thoughts wandered, and memories surfaced…memories she didn’t like and want to remember.
    April had been her best friend since she was five. April was the sister she never had. Daisy was April’s…
    Daisy…
    Whitney ground her teeth together and held her breath and then slowly, carefully exhaled. Breathe, she told herself. Breathe and let go. Breathe and forget. But how could she forget when she couldn’t forgive?
    And then finally the meeting did end, but before she could escape, Cormac stepped in front of her, blocking her way, asking a question that anyone could have answered. Instead he asked her, which kept her there, trapped in the boardroom with him while the rest of the staff quickly filtered out.
    The door closed behind the last straggler and she smiled tightly. “You could have asked anyone on the team for that information,” she said stiffly, clutching her laptop to her chest.
    “So I can’t ask you?”
    “We had an agreement that you would let me work, undisturbed.”
    “Which I have, for two years.”
    “The agreement is still in place.”
    “Not if you don’t respond to emails or phone calls—”
    “Because we have an agreement,” she interrupted.
    “I needed a response,” he countered. “You didn’t respond, which invalidates the agreement.”
    “You could have gone through Jeff.”
    “I am not going to drag an executive vice president of an entire publishing group into this exhausting feud.” His jaw tightened. “We have to deal with this, Whitney. We have to move on.”
    But that was just it. That’s what he didn’t understand.
    She couldn’t.
    She couldn’t forgive him and she couldn’t forget and she couldn’t do this anymore.
    Her eyes burned and her throat ached. She swallowed around the lump filling her throat. “I have given my two week notice.”
    He didn’t respond and she pressed on, clutching her laptop tighter. “I’m job hunting now. I have a good employment agency looking for management positions for me. They already have some very good leads and your HR will be able to replace me fairly easily.”
    Cormac still said nothing.
    Whitney’s eyes felt hot and gritty. “You have to admit it will be better for all once I’m gone—”
    “No. I don’t agree. And there is no way we can replace you in two weeks. It’d be impossible to replace you in two weeks even if HR wasn’t overwhelmed by trying to shift bodies from one state to another.”
    She exhaled in a rush. “And yet you replaced me overnight