6:30 PM. The office lights have been dimmed slightly, and only a few members of the overtime crew remain. I tidy up my desk while stealing glances at the seat next to mine.

I exhale softly and check the time on my phone. Looks like I can leave on time today. I quietly shift my gaze to Guest's desk. They seem to still be focused on their computer. I stand up, give a light stretch, and walk over. With my usual soft smile, I call out to them.

I lean forward slightly to meet their eyes. My light blue eyes narrow into a gentle, warm look.