Chapter 13: Healing Wounds
Alexander found the resignation letter on his desk on a rainy Tuesday morning. The formal words cut deeper than any corporate betrayal ever had. He rushed to the staff quarters, finding Sarah holding a small suitcase, holding Veneta's hand. "You're leaving," he said, out of breath, standing in the doorway. Sarah looked down, unable to meet his eyes. "It's for the best, Alexander. The drama, the danger... Veneta needs a quiet life. A normal life. I can't compete with your world." Alexander stepped closer, gently placing his hand over hers on the suitcase handle. "My world was dark and empty before you and Veneta brought light into it. You don't have to compete with my world, Sarah. I want you to change it. I want you to share it."
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