On the tenth floor.
The small meeting room by the corner had become a temporary haven for Sienna and Mia. They sat facing each other, with their laptops untouched on the table, as if they had silently decided that work could pause for now.
Neither of them had officially started their day.
Neither of them could.
The reason was simple, because of Riley. Or, more specifically, whatever might have happened to him.
What had happened the night before still lingered in their minds. Riley had left without offering any real explanation, brushing off their questions with that annoyingly calm expression of his.
Even this morning, there had been no message, no update, no hint from him.
Nothing that could settle the unease slowly growing inside both of them.
Now it was already past nine, and he still hadn’t shown up.
Mia tapped her fingers lightly against the table, her brows drawn together as she stared at the empty chair beside Sienna.
"Was he really fired?" she finally asked, her voice soft but unable to hide the worry underneath.
Sienna didn’t answer right away.
Instead, she reached for her phone and opened the company’s internal forum, scrolling through announcements, updates, and the endless collection of pointless gossip threads employees treated like breaking international news.
Her eyes moved quickly across the screen, searching for anything—any mention of Riley, any official notice—but there was nothing.
After a moment, she lowered her phone and glanced at Mia before shaking her head.
"No announcement," she said calmly. "Maybe someone’s trying to mess with him."
Mia released a small breath, nodding quickly as if she desperately needed that possibility to remain true.
"You’re right," Mia said, her tone gaining a little confidence. "I thought the same thing last night. It’s just... impossible for him to get fired."
Sienna didn’t respond immediately this time. She placed her phone on the table and leaned back in her chair, reaching for her latte and taking a slow sip. On the outside, she looked completely composed, perfectly calm.
Inside, however, her thoughts refused to settle. A tiny part of her believes the text message was official.
Because she knew, Riley wasn’t the type to joke about something like this. And he definitely wasn’t the type to disappear without a word.
Something had happened. But, she didn’t know what.
While Sienna was lost in thought, Mia watched her for a moment before tilting her head slightly, her curiosity shifting to another direction.
Then, suddenly, she asked, "How about you, Sienna...?"
Sienna was a bit puzzled as she asked, "What about?"
Mia paused for a moment before asking, "When will you begin working upstairs for your promotions?"
The question lingered in the air, instantly changing Sienna’s mood.
Sienna let out a quiet sigh, her fingers tightening slightly around her cup. Of all the things Mia could bring up right now, it had to be that. Because she didn’t want to talk about it.
Worst of all, she didn’t want to leave this floor, this team, this comfortable space she had grown attached to. But reality rarely cared about personal preferences.
The email from HR had been perfectly clear; she had to move.
"Effective next Monday," she answered at last, her voice softer than before.
Mia’s expression immediately fell, and the sadness in her eyes became more obvious.
"I’ll miss you," she admitted honestly. "You have to come visit us often, okay?"


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