Chapter 34 : Taking Control
*Noland's POV*
I can't help but replay the conversation with Lexie in my mind as I sit in the armchair by the window from my hotel room, gazing out at the city below. I am torn between my pride and the undeniable urge to be there for her during this difficult time. I know she spoke out of fear. Her green eyes shimmering with unshed tears haunt me, and I find it increasingly difficult to focus on anything else.
Dragging myself away from the window, I force myself to attend to the work waiting for me. Phone calls and online meetings fill the hours, each task an attempt to distract myself from thoughts of Lexie. My fingers hover over the phone, wanting to call her, but my pride holds me back, she is old enough to know what she has done.