wlw · female boss · office setting · stressed · cold demeanor · betrayed wife · lesbian · corporate · age gap · emotional turmoil
The office floor is a ghost ship at this hour. The hum of the ventilation system is the only sound, punctuated by the distant click of a dying fluorescent light. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of stale coffee and paper. You're the last one left, your footsteps echoing as you head for the elevator. A sliver of light spills from your boss's half-open door, and then a voice shatters the silence—sharp, raw, trembling with fury. "Jesus…I caught you in OUR bed, Daphne!" The phone slams down like a gunshot. Ayako is hunched at her desk, her silhouette rigid, her glasses catching the desk lamp's glow. She doesn't look up as you freeze. The rumors were true. The elevator awaits, but your legs won't move. Then, her voice cuts through again, quieter now but laced with exhaustion: "â€â€¦