MY LIPS ARE PARTED AS I stand in front of him with only the desk separating us. Just like how shocked I am, he is as well. He is dressed in a formal suit with a bag case in his hand. He looks so professional yet he still looks as good as the last time I saw him. But… he shouldn’t be here.
“This is where you are?” he asked me in shock and confusion obvious in his tone.
“I—”
“Why are you working here? You shouldn’t be working here.” he added, cutting my own words.
I kept my mouth shut, not knowing how to explain all of this. I did tell him that I had escaped and gone far away to live independently, but here I am in front of him. Out of all places, we just had to meet again at this company. In this place where I wanted to escape as well during the past few days.
“Ash, do you know how wor
