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Third Person. Outside the hospital room, Soren paced back and forth, his eyes moving between his phone's screen and the private ward. Shortly after, there was a sound of approaching footsteps, and in view came Reagan's flustered face. " What happened, Soren? You nearly gave me a heart attack with your urgent call." The moment he saw Soren, he started complaining even before he got near. " Who is dead?" Without giving Soren the chance to explain, Reagan asked, his eyes suspiciously moving to the private room. "Lower your voice and don't speak nonsense," Soren warned, displeasure contouring his features. " So, tell me," Reagan began, his voice low this time. " Does this have anything to do with that Liora girl?" he asked, and there were traces of displeasure in his voice. To Reagan's question, Soren remained quiet, and that was the only answer that Reagan needed. "So, tell me, Soren. What's happening this time?" Alongside the curiosity, there was a flicker of sarc

Liora. "What did you just say?" The normally expressionless Soren Knight looked utterly shaken as he asked. " Since when?" He didn't even give me the chance to respond before he asked, and for a moment, I was too shaken by his reaction to think. "Mmmmh..."I hesitated, "I seemed to have had it from the very beginning, but it worsened when the Quinns adopted me," I added, trying to keep my tone neutral. The mere thought of the Quinns was enough to completely work me up, talking more about what they did to me was only going to frustrate me further. Besides, my experiences in the Quinns weren't something that I wanted to tell him. I had already caused Soren enough trouble. I didn't want to add to it. After my answer, Soren wore a thoughtful look, the expression on his face hard to read, but from his furrowed brows, I could tell that something was bothering him. Was he pitying me? And what was up with his earlier reaction? It was more like he was seeing someone else

Third Person. Inside his office, Soren was going through some files when a soft knock came through the door. And before he could respond, the door was pushed open, and Reagan walked in, a file in hand. " It's just been two weeks, are the results ready yet?" Soren didn't even lift his face from the files he was going through when he asked. He didn't even need to lift his face to know who the newcomer was. In the entire company, it was only Reagan who could enter his office without his permission, after all. "Suppose I finally found Astrid. You don't sound as enthusiastic as you should be, Soren!" Reagan remarked, suspicion lacing his voice as he directly took a seat. " Are you hiding something from me, Soren?" There was a hint of alarm in Reagan's voice as he asked, and that successfully caught Soren's attention. He lifted his face from the papers and directly looked at Reagan, a ghostly smile playing on his lips. For seconds, deep silence filled the room, and no one

Liora. "It's been a week now since you started receiving tulips." She reminded me, shooting me a suspicious look. "So, tell me, dear Liora, who is the mystery guy?" She asked, and to that, my heart missed beats, for obvious reasons, of course. "Ever since he started sending flowers, most of your admirers in the company were discouraged!" She grumbled, displeasure written all over her face. " You are such a beautiful girl! You deserve all the pretty flowers the world has to offer." She looked all serious as she said that, and for a moment, I was lost for words. " Why would you limit yourself to only receiving his flowers? Our office needs to have different vases of different varieties of flowers in every corner. The mood in this company is already so depressing!" " We need something to light things up, more scents, more colours and more life! " She gestured, wearing a dreamy face, and I shook my head helplessly as I listened to her. " Tell me who he is, and I am going

Liora "Do you like me?" " Did you buy me a ring and the flowers because you were jealous of the attention that I was getting at the company? For a moment, those words burned at the tip of my tongue, but in the end, they choked back, failing to come out. Inwardly frustrated, I tightly clenched my fists before I weakly leaned back on the seat, utterly defeated. They were just a few words, and yet, I couldn't find the courage to say them! "Are you okay?" Noticing my movements, Soren asked, his brows furrowed in concern, and at that moment, I only wanted to smack my forehead. His eyes were on me, unmoving, and now, I needed to say something, and desperately so, and yet, I didn't know what to say. Just as I was about to pass out from frustration, I caught sight of a familiar street, and my eyes brightened. "Soren!" I called out, my voice soft and light, as a wave of nostalgia washed over me. "Can you pull over?" I asked, my voice almost shaking. "I would love to vis