After returning home, Leonie dragged her weary body into her room, seeking solitude.
Her mind was heavy with anxiety. This job was incredibly important to her, and she valued it deeply. Yet, at the same time, she worried that something she had said in the meeting might have angered Alaric.
She lay in bed, tossing and turning, replaying the events in her mind, her heart gripped with concern.
The next morning, as she stepped through the company doors, her unease had not abated.
She couldn’t bring herself to meet Alaric gaze, fearing she might see any trace of displeasure in his eyes.
Leonie cautiously entered the office, careful to avoid making eye contact with him, trying to escape his attention.
Sitting at her workstation, she felt a tight knot of anxiety. Her fingers subconsciously
