~Hard and Juicy~ Joyce, slumped into the couch, her eyes fixed on the floor as she let out a deep sigh. The weight of the day's stress bore down on her like a physical force, it was as though her body was recovering from a critical accident. it could be seen on her face that she's stressed, she looked pale, one could think she is sick, she had just returned from work. Earlier than she does. She tried so hard to relax on the couch. Andres sat down beside her, his eyes filled with concern as he gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, what's wrong? You're good?" he asked, his voice low and tranquilizing. With concern etched on his face. She shook her head, feeling a lump form in her throat. It's nothing much. "It's just work," she replied, her voice sounding more like a whisper. "I feel like I'm drowning in responsibility." He nodded empathetically, staring intensely at her, he moved closer to her and whispered into her ear "You're doing too much," he said, his voice firm but g