Desi sat at her desk, her eyes focused on the paperwork in front of her, but her mind kept wandering.
Her fingers drummed absently on the edge of the paper in front of her as her mind wandered, as it often did these days
Victor had been discharged that morning, and while she was relieved that he was finally on the mend, there was a strange feeling lingering in her chest.
It was the same feeling that had been there ever since Lucas had stepped into her life, disrupting her carefully constructed world.
She had expected him to come by, to check in on her, perhaps even to say something useless, but he hadn’t.
The silence was deafening, and it made her uneasy in ways she couldn’t quite explain.
Was she relieved that he wasn’t disturbing her anymore, or was it the absence of him that s
