Panicked, I made my way to my office, my footsteps echoing in the silence that hung in the air like an ominous cloud. Anxiety gripped me, tightening its hold with every step, until I finally reached the doorstep of my office. “Where is she? Is she okay? Do I need to call the mental hospital?" I began to blurt out anxiously as soon as I swung the door to my office room open.
Inside, the atmosphere seemed charged with tension, and Kai stood beside my desk, his head bowed, palpable fear emanating from him. The room felt heavy with anticipation.
"No, you don't need to call the mental hospital, love," a dangerously sweet voice interrupted. The words sent a shiver down my spine. That voice came from my chair, which was ominously facing backward. Oh, God! She said 'love.' Translation : I’m done
