Knox
The cup of coffee remains untouched on the table. I was so busy that I did not even spare it a glance.
That evening, I get my things ready. It's been a hectic day at work.
Attending meetings to keep up with the new trends and trying to get the best campaign for our products.
I remember Gina glaring at me throughout the meeting. It's been days already and I'm hoping we can patch things up and return to our normal lives.
Sliding my laptop into the larger bag, I zip it close and holding it firmly.
I walk to the door and open it before stepping out.
Emma is still on her laptop, her back ramrod straight as she types with great effort.
I stop by her desk, shoving my other hand into my pocket. I fix my gaze on her face which is etch with focus.
“Good evening,” she says without glan
