★ Denver’s POV ★
"Is everything okay with the task I assigned?" I asked the fashion designer over the phone as I stepped out of the conference room, the glass door quietly shutting behind me.
"Yes, sir Denver. It will be finished within a day. I'll just send it over once it's done."
"Good. I want both sets delivered tomorrow morning. No delays," I replied curtly, before ending the call.
I exhaled through my nose, tightening the knot of my tie slightly as I walked toward the elevators. The hallway was silent, save for the distant hum of office chatter behind closed doors.
Another meeting done. Another set of numbers reviewed. Another day half-gone.
Pero kahit tapos na ang business, hindi pa rin matahimik ang isip ko.
Si Sienna... nasa condo lang mag-isa.
The thought landed quietly but heavily in my chest.
Dalawang araw pa lang kami sa Korea pero hindi nakakausap nang maayos. At hindi ko pa siya naiilibot dito sa Seoul.
Anong kaya ang ginagawa niya ngayon? Nakatulala sa bintana? Natutul
