Richard's POV
I couldn’t get her out of my mind no matter how hard I tried. My mind was clouded with thoughts about her; the way she smiled, laughed, and scratched her nails on the table whenever she was upset or stressed out at work.
The way she took her job so seriously that she would spend extra hours at work and I would deliberately wait, so I could drive her home.
She often asked me to do so, thinking it was always a coincidence that I was around. Little did she know that I waited for her, night after night. Some days she left early and without my knowledge, I usually felt a bit hurt.
The reason I went to her room was because it was the closest I could get to her. But Anna just happened to ruin the moment, like every other good thing she often ruined after coming in contact wi
