Two days later, Hilda returned or so everyone thought.
She entered Hayden’s office quietly, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. But Hayden was unaware of her presence.
He stood with his back turned, focused on looking across the window.
She tiptoed closer and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
Startled, he jerked slightly, but when his eyes landed on her, his lips softened into a smile.
“You scared me,” he said.
“What were you thinking about?” Hilda asked, playfully brushing her finger down his tie.
“Nothing. Just brainstorming on some unfinished business.” He said, his voice lacked the conviction to be believed.
“I tried calling you. Where’d you dump your phone?” Hayden asked.
“Oh, forgot it at my mom's place for days,” she mumbled, turning away, but not fast enough for
