Nathaniel headed into the compound with Avery following a few steps behind. Several heads turned, eyes trailing after them. It was rare to see Nathaniel arrive with someone, contrary to his distant, upright aura.
If there was one thing everyone knew about Nathaniel, it wasn’t loudness. It was his distant, almost melancholic composure. He kept his gaze fixed ahead, eyes steady, steps measured as they walked through the lobby.
When they reached the elevator, Nathaniel adjusted his tie, his gaze brushing over Avery for a fleeting moment before shifting to the ascending numbers.
Neither of them uttered a word, each lost in their thoughts.
The moment the elevator doors slid open to their floor, Avery quietly stepped out, while Nathaniel stood there, watching her walk away with his usual un
