Grief

She did not even know when the words came out of her mouth, despite knowing he was the one "who is it?" She asked, while she having her body move away from the chair she was seated on without her permission because she was already having a panick attack. 

"It's killer, Juliana open up...". 

She turned the keys and moved the door knob downwards, slowly opening the door with some kind of made up tired looks on her face, pretending to be way too tired. Although her eyes could not help but tell the truth about her being both wide awake and definitely filled with fright. He did not even bother taking a close look, he kept talking out of the abundance of his heart, 

"...are you alright? I thought I saw you coming up through the elevator this early, I had to ensure it was you or that you were okay here." He inquired, placing his right hand on the edge of the door to rest one part of his body and take a posture that showed he was not leaving until he gets an an