Norman's POV
“Are you really okay?” I asked in a concerned tone, lifting my gaze to stare at her. “Did Kirk say anything to offend you?”
“No,” she responded with a small smile on her face as she raised her head to look at me. But, I could tell she only forced the smile so I knew definitely something was amiss.
"Good," I said, trying again. "You know, I closed the deal with the investors. It went exceptionally well. A huge win for the company's standing. It will secure our prosperity for decades." I waited, expecting at least a congratulatory comment, a question about the details.
"That's… good, Norman," she said, her voice still quiet, still detached. She didn't turn her head. She just kept looking out the window, as if the passing trees held more interest than my achievements.
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