Mr. CEO, Leave Me Breathless
Forgettable.
At home, I went through the motions: dropped my bag, showered quickly, crawled into bed without even touching dinner. I told myself I was tired, but deep down, I knew it wasn’t exhaustion that hollowed me out. It was heartbreak. And as I lay there in the dark, my mind betrayed me with a memory I could never erase—the first time I met him. I had been nervous and clumsy, arms full of files, when the elevator doors slid open and he stepped out, all confidence and quiet charm. He noticed me struggling, offered a smile, and asked if it was my first day. That small kindness, that warm chuckle, had marked me forever.
Now here I was, years later, still holding onto the same feeling, eve
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