Chapter 47: Just one kiss

Jaxson

To say I am shocked to see her at her desk when I walk into the office is an understatement. After the tumultuous events of yesterday, I had assumed she would take some time away. Yet, here she is, a testament to resilience, or perhaps obligation, her presence both a relief and a puzzle. My relief is palpable, a weight lifted that I hadn't fully acknowledged bearing. It's curious how the mind works, how the heart tightens with worry, only to release upon the sight of her—diligent, focused, seemingly unscathed by yesterday's chaos. I am also filled with pride at the fact she can be like that. It shows her true strength.

Her seriousness is a stark contrast to the usual lightness she carries, and it adds a layer of complexity to her already intriguing persona. She is beautiful, undeniably so, with her fiery hair cascading in waves, only half-tamed by pins, falling to her waist. The deep green of her suit jacket, left casually open, suits her—no pun intended. It's a color that comp