**Christine’s POV** Living in the city was a whirlwind of excitement. It pulsed with life and intrigue, a stark contrast to the tranquil, uneventful countryside where I had grown up. After wrapping up the meeting plan for Steven’s business associates, I shut my laptop and slipped into my office attire, ready to take on the day. The moment I stepped into the office, however, I was met with a storm: Steven’s anger loomed large. “What could possibly have him so worked up?” I wondered, making my way to him. “Good morning, sir,” I said, trying to keep the mood light. “Where are the files, Christine? I told you to be here by 8 a.m.!” His voice was sharp, cutting through the morning air. “I’m so sorry! I was busy fixing the errors this morning. Cut me some slack, Steven. I was only 15 minutes late!” I shot back, feeling the tension rising. He gave me that all-too-familiar cringy look, and I sensed that we had moved on from the missing files to something more personal. “Do you have a
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