It was mid-morning, and the sunlight streamed through the curtains into the living room of the presidential villa. Lila entered, her usually composed features marred by a deep frown.
"Good morning, Mr. President." Lila greeted, her tone somewhat cold.
Seth, seated at his desk, glanced up from his paperwork. "Well, someone seems to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." He said, his words coated with wry humor.
Lila huffed, unamused. "You know very well what's got me in a bad mood, Mr. President." Lila retorted, standing in front of his desk with her hands on her hips but Seth's expression did not change. "Where did you disappear to last night?"
Seth's face hardened, and he set his pen down on the desk with a sharp click. "I was where I needed to be. That's not your b
