John returned to the office, every step heavy with the weight of his mission. He had left Miss B’s place in a hurry, each minute spent there feeling like a ticking bomb. The tension in his chest was almost unbearable, his heart pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears. He needed to time his return perfectly with Stephanie’s to avoid any suspicion. The anxiety gnawed at him, creating a pit in his stomach that seemed to grow with each step.The sky was a dull gray, heavy with the threat of rain, mirroring John’s tumultuous emotions. As he neared the office, he saw Stephanie and Jeffery’s car pull into the parking lot. His heart skipped a beat, the timing was perfect, almost too perfect. He watched as Stephanie stepped out of the car, her movements fluid and deliberate. He tried to read her face, searching for any clues. Her eyes met his, narrowing with a flicker of suspicion. His stomach twisted. She knew.“Where are you coming from?” Stephanie’s voice cut through the air, sharp an

“I just feel restless,” I stated, my voice barely above a whisper, the words heavy with unspoken emotions. “Do you know what? Can we take a drive to the place where you wanted to take me?” I added quickly, desperation lacing my tone, hoping the night air would offer some respite from the crushing weight on my chest.Cole looked at me intently for a moment, his gaze piercing through the darkness, searching my eyes as if trying to read the chaos within. His presence was steady, a silent pillar amidst my crumbling world. If there was anything I wanted, it was the cold night breeze to glaze my face, the tranquility of the night to calm my racing thoughts.“Okay, I’m unable to sleep as well, so I don’t mind,” Cole shrugged, his voice a soothing balm against the raw edges of my nerves. “Give me a second to get my keys,” he added, and I nodded vehemently, the eagerness in my gesture betraying my need for escape.Cole turned to leave for his room but then halted, casting a glance back at me,

John returned to the office, every step heavy with the weight of his mission. He had left Miss B’s place in a hurry, each minute spent there feeling like a ticking bomb. The tension in his chest was almost unbearable, his heart pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears. He needed to time his return perfectly with Stephanie’s to avoid any suspicion. The anxiety gnawed at him, creating a pit in his stomach that seemed to grow with each step. The sky was a dull gray, heavy with the threat of rain, mirroring John’s tumultuous emotions. As he neared the office, he saw Stephanie and Jeffery’s car pull into the parking lot. His heart skipped a beat, the timing was perfect, almost too perfect. He watched as Stephanie stepped out of the car, her movements fluid and deliberate. He tried to read her face, searching for any clues. Her eyes met his, narrowing with a flicker of suspicion. His stomach twisted. She knew. “Where are you coming from?” Stephanie’s voice cut through the air, sharp

“I just feel restless,” I stated, my voice barely above a whisper, the words heavy with unspoken emotions. “Do you know what? Can we take a drive to the place where you wanted to take me?” I added quickly, desperation lacing my tone, hoping the night air would offer some respite from the crushing weight on my chest. Cole looked at me intently for a moment, his gaze piercing through the darkness, searching my eyes as if trying to read the chaos within. His presence was steady, a silent pillar amidst my crumbling world. If there was anything I wanted, it was the cold night breeze to glaze my face, the tranquility of the night to calm my racing thoughts. “Okay, I’m unable to sleep as well, so I don’t mind,” Cole shrugged, his voice a soothing balm against the raw edges of my nerves. “Give me a second to get my keys,” he added, and I nodded vehemently, the eagerness in my gesture betraying my need for escape. Cole turned to leave for his room but then halted, casting a glance back a

John returned to the office, every step heavy with the weight of his mission. He had left Miss B’s place in a hurry, each minute spent there feeling like a ticking bomb. The tension in his chest was almost unbearable, his heart pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears. He needed to time his return perfectly with Stephanie’s to avoid any suspicion. The anxiety gnawed at him, creating a pit in his stomach that seemed to grow with each step. The sky was a dull gray, heavy with the threat of rain, mirroring John’s tumultuous emotions. As he neared the office, he saw Stephanie and Jeffery’s car pull into the parking lot. His heart skipped a beat, the timing was perfect, almost too perfect. He watched as Stephanie stepped out of the car, her movements fluid and deliberate. He tried to read her face, searching for any clues. Her eyes met his, narrowing with a flicker of suspicion. His stomach twisted. She knew. “Where are you coming from?” Stephanie’s voice cut through the air, sh