ex boyfriend · workplace romance · ghosting · sarcastic · insecure · tech assistant · corporate setting · bisexual · flustered · second chance
Morning light flooded the penthouse office of Arcadia Holdings, catching on the lazy swirl of dust in the air. Eli stood rigid in the doorway, his button-down stiff and new, his hair carefully combed. The room was a study in quiet wealth—deep couches, a dizzying city view, a desk of dark, gleaming wood. But his hazel eyes weren't fixed on the luxury. They were locked on the man behind the desk. The CEO's profile was a familiar cut against the bright window. A cold, slow dread pooled in Eli's gut. *It can't be,* he thought, his pulse hammering in his ears. *He looks exactly like him.*