*Tessa*
I wish there was something I could do to help Mr Damian.
We have tried everything, but it is not working.
Even though he is acting like everything is fine, I know deep inside him, he is pained and sad.
He pushed me out of the office to the cafeteria.
"Let me be a gentleman today and pull your chair." He giggled, a forced one.
You will know when something is fake, even if it is a laughter.
"Thank you," I replied and adjusted my dress to sit when Derek appeared.
"Tessa, Hey. I was just about to call you." Derek said.
I smiled.
"Hi, Derek," I replied.
I thought Damian would say something, but he seemed to not mind, maybe because he already had a lot in his head.
"Wait... you are not about to sit with him, are you? You promised me lunch." Derek asked.
"No, I did not. We ha
