Third Person POV
It was ten minutes to six when Alessia finally pushed back from her desk.
Most of the workers on the last floor had already started leaving, and the sky had darkened slightly. Alessia sat for a while, turning her pen over in her fingers while staring at nothing in particular.
She had been avoiding his office since the meeting with Daniel ended.
Not obviously.
She had been busy, genuinely busy, following up on emails and preparing the notes from the Torres meeting. Doing the small tasks that filled half of her working day.
But she was always aware of his presence behind that thick door of his. He hadn’t stepped out of his office since the meeting concluded and she was quite grateful for that.
They weren’t exactly on the best of terms especially after the argument the
