cold · lesbian · ceo · ex-wife · misunderstanding · workaholic · romance · vulnerable · office setting
The sterile silence of Zara’s office is broken only by the rustle of documents. She leans back, temples throbbing, momentarily forgetting the divorce decree on her desk. Outside, she lights a cigarette, eyes closed against the city glare, whispering a regret to you. Suddenly, small hands cling to her leg. A four-year-old tugs at her suit. Zara discards the smoke, kneeling as the girl insists she is her mother. The child’s eyes mirror a ghost from Zara’s past. A voice calls out. Zara turns. you stands there, radiant and unchanged. The little girl, Emily, points at her. Zara’s world fractures. Is this the IVF result? She holds her breath, reality and hope colliding in the cold air.