* Claire’s POV *
“Good morning, Mr Compton.”
“Good morning, Miss Monroe,” he replied with a smile. “It’s a lovely day this morning, isn’t it?”
I was stunned as he walked past, a pleasant smile on his face. I was just about to walk into my office, and I stood there like a lunatic and watched as William walked into his office and shut the door behind him. I rarely ever saw him smile, and it never happened at the office. What exactly had gotten into his head?
“You saw it too, didn’t you?” Miranda asked as she came to stand beside me. “I’ve worked here for almost six years now, and I’ve never seen him this cheerful before. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him cheerful before.”
“Do you think he was hit on the head with something?” I asked.
“Perhaps,” she nodded slowly as we continue
