Desire and duty

TRISTIN'S POV

The day had been long, and as I finally headed back to my apartment, I felt the weight of the countless meetings and decisions. Running a company was no small feat, especially with Sophie constantly pushing her ambitious ideas. Not that I didn't appreciate her drive—it was one of the reasons we made such a good team, even if we were often at loggerheads.

I stepped into my apartment, a sleek, modern space that felt more like a sanctuary from the chaos of the corporate world. I tossed my keys on the kitchen counter and poured myself a glass of scotch. The rich, amber liquid was a welcome comfort.

As I took a sip, my mind wandered back to the events of the day. Specifically, to Eva. There was something about her—her enthusiasm, her nervous smile—that I found endearing. It was rare for me to feel a connection with new employees, but Eva was different. She had a spark, and I couldn't help but admire her determination.

I smirked, remembering her reaction to the car. Sophie and