Running Away.

Quinn’s heart felt like it had been shattered into a thousand pieces as she sped away from Harrison’s office.

The images, the recordings, Jacob’s smug grin...everything played on repeat in her mind. Harrison’s face as she confronted him was burned into her memory, and it only deepened her pain.

How could he have kept something like this from her? How could he have betrayed her trust so completely?

When she finally pulled into Ivan’s house, she barely had the strength to get out of the car. She didn’t even need to knock before the door flew open, revealing Ivan’s concerned face.

He must have known something was wrong the moment she locked herself up all night.

“Princess,” he mouthed, his eyes scanning her tear-streaked face. “What happened?”

Quinn’s composure broke as she launched herself into his arms, sobs racking her body. Ivan held her tight, his jaw clenched in silent fury.

Whatever had caused this, he knew it had something to do with Harrison. His mind raced, imagining a hund