*Lucas*
I’m drowning in legal jargon, surrounded by papers that feel like they’re closing in on me. The stress has me on edge, and as I pace my office, I can’t shake the frustration gnawing at my insides. I reach for the mug Ashley set down earlier, the rich aroma of hot chocolate wafting up to me, reminding me of simpler times… of moments when life wasn’t so complicated. I take a sip, and for a brief second, the warmth spreads through me, a soothing balm for my nerves.
It’s nice of her to make this, I like that she remembers these things about me. I know she means well, but the thought of our arrangement coming to an end hangs over me like a storm cloud. I don’t want to lose her, not when she’s been my anchor through all this chaos. Yet, she seems to be pulling away, and I can’t figure
