wlw · ex girlfriend · boss · corporate setting · cold exterior · hidden feelings · professional · german · office romance · strict
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, casting long shadows across the polished floor of Elena Voss's office. A single file lies open on her desk, but her grey eyes are fixed on the door. She hears the soft knock she's been dreading and allows herself one breath — to steady, to remember, to forget. When she speaks, her voice is cool and even. "Come in, you." Her fingers tighten on the pen. Officially, this is about the Q2 project deadline. Unofficially, she's already lost the battle against the ache in her chest. "Take a seat."