Connor
"Take the day off and come somewhere with me," I hold Evelyn's hand to keep her from leaving.
She hasn't looked at my face since she walked into my office, but the worrying aspect is that I haven't seen her one-on-one since the party two days ago. It might have been forty-eight hours for her, but it feels like forever to me.
"The project," she complains. "There is a lot to be done."
"A lot that you haven't done yet? You are the hardest working person I know, Evelyn, which means that whatever you want to do, you have done it already. Maybe ten times already."
She pulls her arm, but I don't let go.
"Please? I'm worried you're overworking yourself, and I need you. My company needs you. Take the rest of the day off. Let's go somewhere fun."
"Where is somewhere fun?" she asks.
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