The Revelation.

As I pushed the door open, the laughter ceased instantaneously. My heart raced as a rush of disbelief coursed through me.

There in Mr Mattias's office. Was a woman leaning casually against his desk, A woman I had never seen before.

She had long, flowing black hair and wore a sleek, red dress that hugged her curves perfectly. The air was thick with an awkward silence, and I could feel the tension rising.

Mr Mattias, who was sitting behind his expansive desk, looked up with a mixture of surprise and worry. His dark eyes narrowed as they met mine. “Shimma,” he said, his voice steady but edged with something I couldn’t quite place.

“Am I interrupting something?” I managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

“No not at all,” the woman said, a smirk playing on her lips.

“We were just wrapping up a discussion about office improvements.” Her tone filled with sarcasm, and I could tell she was enjoying the moment.

I swallowed hard, processing the implications of the situation.

“I...