Vespera's tune suddenly faltered, her melody slipping off-key.
After drinking too much at lunch, she had felt dazed for the rest of the afternoon.
Dominic had told her to rest in the office, and when it was time to leave, he called her into his office. It was then that he finally gave her permission to head home.
Vespera had assumed they wouldn't cross paths again for the rest of the day.
After grabbing the shopping bags from the passenger seat, she stepped out of the car and walked toward him.
"Mr. Reid, what brings you here at this hour?" she asked nonchalantly.
She stopped in front of him, her demeanor as though she had run into a colleague on the street. Her enthusiasm was polite, but there was a trace of insincerity beneath it.
The light beneath the tree was faint, but a nearby street lamp provided just enough illumination for them to make out each other's features.
Vespera's lips curved into a smile.
Dominic's intense gaze shifted from her face to her hand. "Have you sobered up already?"
"Yes, I'm all good now," Vespera replied with a nod. "I have a decent tolerance. I get drunk quickly, but I sober up just as fast."
"I can tell. You're already back to your usual self."
"Well, it's mostly because I wasn't that drunk in the first place. I always know my limits when it comes to drinking."
"You really do seem to have a good handle on it."
Dominic chuckled softly.
Vespera's fingers tightened around the shopping bags.
She didn't respond, and the silence between them lingered.
The carefree demeanor she had worked so hard to maintain started to fade, cracking under the weight of the palpable tension that hung in the air.
Dominic watched her in silence, his expression calm and composed, yet his gaze held an unsettling depth, as though he could see right through her.
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