I knocked once before opening the door and stepping inside.
Adrian was already there, sitting back in his chair behind his desk as if he had been expecting me for some time.
The office lights were dimmer than usual. His gaze lifted the moment I entered. For a second, neither of us spoke. Then he straightened in his chair.
"Amelia," he greeted.
"Adrian."
He gestured toward the chair across from his desk. "Please, sit."
I walked forward and took the seat, smoothing my skirt as I settled down. The office felt different now that it was mostly empty.
The building itself seemed quieter, almost like the entire place had slowed down after the workday ended.
He leaned back again, studying me with the same calm and unreadable expression he always wore.
"What would you like to drink?" he as
