Missed The Little Things

Meanwhile, in her own apartment, Seraphina sat alone at the kitchen table, absentmindedly stirring her coffee. The once-cozy kitchen felt cold and empty without Damien's usual cheerful presence.

He usually comes to her place after work. She glanced at the clock, noting that he had already left for work without their usual morning call.

She sighed, a feeling of loneliness settling over her. She missed the little things - the way he would surprise her with her favorite croissants, the affectionate kisses on her forehead, the whispered "I love you" as they started their day.

Those moments had become rare as Damien threw himself into salvaging his company from Alex's relentless sabotage.

Seraphina picked up her phone, scrolling through the texts they had exchanged recently. They were mostly brief updates or questions about mundane things.

There were no sweet messages or romantic plans, nothing that reflected the deep connection they used to share.

She set her phone down and took a deep