Sophia's POV
The morning was particularly cold as ice from last night's heavy downpour. Despite that, I had woken up early and hence, resumed before most people. It was way past 8 a.m, but the sky still had a dark silvery tone. Most workers might be deceived by that and hence wouldn't be at work early.
I approached Lucas's office, my cleaning supplies in hand, a slight fear bubbling in my stomach. It was time for the monthly deep clean, a task that always took a little extra time. It wasn’t the cleaning itself that gave me pause, but the potential for another encounter with Lucas, and, even more unsettling, a possible repeat performance from Lydia. The memory of the last time, her sharp words, the accusatory looks, and the general awkwardness, was still fresh in my mind. I wasn't exactl
