She paused upon hearing her name and raised her head. "Sir...?" "There is... You're crying," Ivan's tone softened down a notch "Is anything the matter?" "I am?" She touched her cheek swiftly and felt the tear "Oh... It happens sometimes" "You just cry without reason?" Ivan frowned, a bit confused. "Y-yes sir," She admitted, embarrassment scarletting her tender features. "I can be quite sensitive, so the gust of air against my face may have initiated the tears." "Oh," Ivan nodded, trying to understand how the wind could make her cry. It was a chilly evening, but there was no unnecessary breeze. He stared at her in concern, that of a boss to his subordinate. "I'm done sir, I'll be off now." She told him, against the slight quivering of her lips. He nodded, still wondering what was going on. •~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Darian stared at his phone as it continually buzzed on the glass table in his room. It was Jenny, and she had been calling nonstop for the past twenty
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