C50 Mark's POV

Fifteen days since I last saw her-since I felt her presence beside me, smelled the faint trace of her perfume wafting in the air or watched her laugh at something I said. Two weeks and a day felt like years. I distracted myself with work and Brielle seemed to notice but she didn’t try to get in my way.

I snatched a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and downed In one quick gulp