As Gibson sat in his penthouse, a voice from the past echoed in his mind. It was Lina's, sharp and biting as ever, from a conversation they'd had just before their divorce."Lina, you have to understand," Gibson had pleaded, his eyes filled with exhaustion from years of trying to balance his work and their marriage. "I'm doing this for us. For our future."Lina, draped in a designer gown, had rolled her eyes. "Our future? Gibson, you've been saying that for years. All I see is you buried in your work while I'm stuck here alone."Gibson had sighed deeply, knowing that their marriage was hanging by a thread. "I promise, once this project is done, once the business stabilizes, I'll make it up to you. We'll travel, spend time together—whatever you want."But Lina had shaken her head, a bitter smile on her face. "You've been saying that for years too. I'm tired of waiting, Gibson. I want a life of my own, not one defined by your ambitions."Back in the present, Gibson's thoughts were inter
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