LILA'S POV
You know that feeling when you've done something useful, really useful? That's how I feel right now. Like I've killed two birds with one stone.
It's six p.m., and I'm wrapping up at work. Alpha Rafael still hasn't come out of that office of his. Much to my dismay, someone didn't call to request for anything, he didn't spare me a glance either. It's Just him, buried in work like I don't even exist. So, damn new, for someone that would load me with several works.
He's avoiding me. I know it. He had Ava come get a file from me, something he would've easily called me for himself on any normal day.
My body tenses when his office door creaks open.
My heart stutters. My fingers freeze over the last line of my report. His footsteps are heavy, deliberate, echoing through the quiet
