The Battle Line

Chapter Thirty-five

The Battle Line

Sophie’s POV

I settled into my familiar workspace at the office, the chair creaked as I sank myself into it, my fingers tapping lightly on the keyboard. My eyes were fixed on the computer screen, but my mind was elsewhere.

I began to scroll through the files on my desktop, the same ones I had been working on the last time I was here. My task was just to summarize, organize, and prepare the necessary documents for an upcoming meeting. But as much as I tried to focus, my mind refused to cooperate. My thoughts kept drifting to Maxon and what he might be thinking.

Maxon remained the father of my children, but he was still the man whose presence in my life was both a source of joy and an endless well of fear and uncertainty. The bitter taste of those emotions settled in the pit of my stomach.

I knew him well enough to understand that he would stop at nothing to have his kids back in his life. It didn't matter that he had been absent for years, that he had