Page 9 of Galen's Redemption
He scoffed. “What’s not to like? This place has millions of dollars running through it every day. I get the chance to show my stuff and to make my father proud.”
“And do you really think he is?”
No, he wasn’t. Nothing Galen did was ever going to be good enough.He worked harder than anyone else, just to try to be half as good as Lincoln had been.
“In his own way.” The lie left an awful taste in his mouth. Galen couldn’t point to a time their father had cared about either him or Lincoln. Just the thought of him had Galen’s stomach churning. “Listen, best of luck to your brother and you, but I need to get back to work.”
Without hesitation she stood.“Right. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“No, it’s okay. It’s just…. It’s okay.”
She nodded and made for the door. Galen wanted to call after her and say something. Hell,anything. He’d been a dick again, and Olivia was the last one who deserved it.
“Olivia?”
She didn’t turn back around. “Yes, Mr. Merriweather?”
And gone was “Galen.” Now he was back to being her boss.
“I justwanted to say, you know, thanks for asking if I was okay.”
This time she did look over her shoulder, and a slight smile crossed her face. “Thank you for letting me ask.” She reached for the door handle, then stopped. “Mr. Merriweather?”
“Yes?”
Her shoulders rose and fell in a silent sigh. “No matter what you might think, I will always believe you’re too good for this place. Your father is extractingpieces of your soul and crushing them. I hope you… I hope you can keep the best parts of yourself.”
And then she was gone, leaving Galen to wonder if he actually had any good parts left to hold on to.
