MY SECRETARY HATES ME? [ ENGLISH VER. ]
I replied, my voice carefully neutral, devoid of any genuine emotion.
He gestured towards the table, laden with food and drinks, inviting us to join them for a celebratory meal. They had set up a small gathering in the garden, a picture of domestic bliss that only served to amplify my own sense of isolation. But my attention was solely on Akeshia. I watched her discreetly from the swing, where I had settled, pretending to rest, my gaze drawn to her like a moth to a flame. She was laughing, her eyes sparkling with joy, and it made my heart ache with a bittersweet longing, a painful reminder of what I could never have. I missed her smile, her scent, her laugh, the way she used to look at me, t