Thoughts Of Steve
I tried to focus on answering emails, but my thoughts kept returning to Steve’s serious expression during our meeting. His eyes had spoken volumes—an unspoken blend of understanding and expectation. I shook off the distraction, determined to get back to work, yet every email felt insignificant compared to the weight of what might be coming. Amid the flurry of deadlines and inbox notifications, one thing remained clear: Steve’s reaction carried far more significance than I had initially realized.
Thoughts Of Steve
Lunch With Friends
During lunch, I sat across from Emily and Jason, exchanging jokes to keep the mood light. “Heard there was some office drama,” Jason quipped, raising an eyebrow with a sly grin. I rolled my eyes, brushing it off with a casual laugh. Emily chuckled, her curiosity clearly piqued. The atmosphere was relaxed, but I could tell they sensed something deeper beneath my humor. The conversation skimmed over everyday topics, yet I knew they were waiting for me to share more.
Lunch With Friends
