Mr. Davis sat quietly beside me, listening, handing me tissues, and gently patting my back.
Once I finished, he began to analyze the situation.
"It seems we were both stood up last night."
Having gotten everything off my chest, I felt a lot lighter and more level-headed. That was when his words finally registered.
Recalling how he had called out Tina's name last night and how he had questioned her today, a bold theory formed in my mind.
"Was it Tina who asked you to meet her in the laboratory last night, but she never showed up?"
Mr. Davis nodded, picking up a tissue to gently wipe away the tear tracks on my face.
Though we had been intimate the night before, his sudden gesture still caught me off guard.
I froze, taking the tissue from his hand to wipe my own face. Avoiding his gaz
