Chapter 7:

He paused, then resumed, before he hurriedly walked through the stairs, nearly pushing those that stood in his way.

In a fit. He ran, walked and muttered some unbearable words under his breath, as soon as he reached the elevator, he tapped his feet on the elevator as he got into it, tapping the red flashy second.

Just ten seconds.

Just ten damn seconds.

And when the elevator stopped, he almost pushed through it, twisting the door of his office open.

And there she was, seated there, her head leaning on the chair, her hair scattered in between her face with her eyes closed shut.

Her lashes trampled when she felt a cold presence in the room, and suddenly, she bobbed them opened immediately, staring at Devon who walked towards her.

"Arya," He began, slowly walking to his seat, adjusting the chair, he sat down, his eyes facing her.

"Devon." She managed a gulp, she had never realized that calling out someone's name could be so terrifically hard.

"You came," Anxiousness was laced in his voic