The way Miles knew his fiancée was uncanny-sometimes Felicity swore he had her bugged.

"Still insisting you're not nauseous?" His voice was more serious now. "Send me your location. I'll come pick you up."

Truth was, Felicity wasn't actually throwing up. She just felt off.

"Don't go out of your way," she protested. "Once Abby's done, we'll head home together!"

"Are you sending me your location, or should I ask Abigail myself?"

She hesitated. "Aren't you busy? Didn't you say you had a ton of work today?"

Miles gave a long sigh. "Work's never-ending, Felicity. But you come first." Right now, nothing mattered more to him than her.

He'd already messed up before, not realizing what was really important. There was no way he'd make the same mistake twice.

really fine. No need

"Then I'll call Abby."

caved, knowing if Langston asked, Abigail

Felicity dropped a pin on WhatsApp and sent

to come! Once Abby's finished, she'll drive me

reply came back

Let me

she still felt a bit guilty for making him come out Who wouldn't be

got up from his corner office, grabbing his

“Mr. Lopez, are you heading to the

out. Hold all meetings until I get back," he said, not

assistant nodded, used to Miles' workaholic style. If Mr. Lopez suddenly postponed meetings, it could only mean one of two things: either Something even more important had come up, or... something was up with the future

would never

a business call with the London branch as he navigated traffic. The moment he hung up, his mom's

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