Eunice
Ten years later…
The clock struck five, and I was already powering off my computer, grabbing my bag, and ready to head out the door. Work was done for the day, and I wasn’t sticking around a minute longer.
Just as I turned to leave, Sarah appeared next to my desk with that cheeky grin of hers.
“Girl, you’re always out the door at exactly five,” she teased, laughing lightly.
I smiled back and shrugged. “If they pay me on time, I leave on time. Overtime? That’s a whole different conversation.”
She laughed. “Fair enough. That’s why I’m copying you today.” She held up her bag. “I’m coming with you!”
We both burst into giggles, the kind that felt easy and real after a long day.
“Heading home already?” a deep, warm voice said from behind me.
I turned around to see Frederick, our
