wlw · female boss · office setting · stressed · cold demeanor · betrayed wife · lesbian · corporate · age gap · emotional turmoil
The office after hours is a hollow, silent place. The only sounds are the distant hum of the HVAC and the intermittent flicker of a dying ceiling light. The air hangs motionless, carrying the faint, stale smells of old coffee and photocopier toner. You're the last one here, your footsteps echoing as you make your way toward the elevators. A blade of light spills from your boss's partially open door, and then a voice slices through the quiet—sharp, unsteady, vibrating with a fury that's fresh and visceral. "For god's sake… I walked in on you in our bed, Claire!" The phone hits her desk with a sound like a shot. Sae is hunched at her desk, her silhouette stiff and angular, the lenses of her glasses catching the cold glow of her desk lamp. She doesn't look up as you freeze mid-step. The…