WNDR6055

Merger, Marriage, No Escape

The boardroom door clicks shut behind both fathers, and the lock engages with a sound that feels permanent. Natalia Voss is already seated, spine straight, eyes fixed on the skyline — she has not looked at you once since you walked in. The manila folder between you holds a prenuptial agreement that neither of you signed, and a deadline of forty minutes before the lawyers return to witness it. She has avoided you for years, and now she cannot leave the room without you.