"This concludes today's meeting," Arthur announced, heading out of the conference room and hurrying toward the elevator.
The meeting had gone on too long. He should've already been in his office, finishing the portrait with Olivia.
A pang of regret crept in at the thought that this was their final session.
Since their last conversation, something had shifted between them.
Almost involuntarily, Arthur found his thoughts wandering back to her, often catching himself smiling at the thought.
It was as if she'd taken up residence in his mind, and he didn't want—or even try—to stop it.
Shaking off the bittersweet feeling, he stepped into the elevator, anticipation quickening his pulse.
No matter what, he would make the most of their last day together.
When the doors opened on the top flo
