“I’m sorry, Gemma,” he says. He’s close enough now that if I reached out, I could touch him. “If I’d had a clue it was going to go down that way, I’d have refused Fields’ offer. You mean a thousand times more to me than any promotion, and you mean a thousand times more to me than staying at FMG. Whether I go to San Francisco or even remain at the firm is entirely your call. But please tell me you understand why I did it.”
