Amelia
I stepped fully into the office and closed the door gently behind me.
The quiet in Adrian Langford’s office felt… intentional.
His eyes locked onto mine.
"Good morning, Mr. Langford," I greeted smoothly.
"Good morning," he returned, voice calm. "Please, have a seat." he gestured toward the high backed leather chair opposite his desk.
I walked forward without hesitation and lowered myself into the chair. One leg crossed neatly over the other.
"Thank you," I said. My posture was relaxed and composed, the same way I sat in every high-stakes meeting.
He watched me for a brief second longer, like he was taking a mental snapshot.
"What would you like to drink?"
I shook my head lightly. "Nothing, I'm fine. Thank you."
There was a small pause then he nodded once. "Alright."
Sile
