Chapter 63. Where Are You Going?

Travis’s fingers stalled over the sleek surface of his mahogany desk, the grain pattern beneath his touch a stark contrast to the chaos swirling in his mind. A crystal paperweight held down a stack of blueprints—blueprints he couldn’t care less about at the moment. His eyes burned holes into the small, velvet-coated box perched innocuously atop the latest financial reports. Another gift for Camila, and it hadn’t come from him.

“Who the hell keeps sending these?” he muttered under his breath, the edges of the box taunting him with its secretive elegance. The polished velvet shimmered under the office lights, the ribbon perfectly tied as if mocking him for his inability to claim what he wanted most.

His mind raced through potential admirers, business associates, old flames—but none seemed plausible. He had meticulously tracked every detail of Camila’s professional and social interactions. He k