"Yeah. I'm going into the office." She said, an idea suddenly popping into her head as she spoke. She hesitated, but after a second long pep talk, she spat it out. "Wanna meet us and grab some breakfast?" "Breakfast?" She nodded her head, knowing fully well that he couldn't see her.

"Yeah." As she waited for his answer, she bit down on her lower lip and tapped her finger on her thigh.

"Mhm, that sounds like a great plan." He responded, and just like that, she felt the air in her lungs return. "Would it be okay for me to pick you up from the office?"

"Yeah, yeah that can work."

"Alright. Two hours, would that be okay?"

"Yes, that would be perfect."

"Alright. Leonica whispered and cut the call, looking at the screen and sighing.

"What are you doing?" She asked herself, her brows furrowing and her finger pressing against her temple.

She was doing it again, letting a man into her life. But then again, Owen wasn't just any man.

She knew him.

He wasn't Gabriel, he was different, and she wasn't going to let her past experiences dictate her life.

"Letting yourself go, is a good thing." She reminded herself, looking at her reflection. "You can't live forever, afraid of being hurt. That's no way to live. If you keep doing that, you're gonna lose people. People that matter."

She shook her head and turned away from the mirror, heading downstairs for breakfast, which she didn't intend to stay long for.

"Good morning, Ms. Romero." Grace greeted and placed a plate in front of her, a cup of freshly brewed tea beside it.

"Good morning." She replied, picking up the cup and taking a sip, the warm liquid instantly warming her.

As she ate, her phone buzzed again. She picked it up and groaned when seeing it was a message from Kennedy.

She opened it.

[Ms Romero, there's a problem]

narrowed the message and she placed her cup down,

1, using both hands to type a response.

[What is it, Kennedy?

few seconds passed before Kennedy replied. [Earlier this week, you had requested 1 do a background check

Leonica swallow hard, all seriousness being stirred up by the eerie feeling

after the rest of Kennedy's words had taken quite

few seconds went by. A minute, two minutes and yet

texted again, growing slightly

so bad, Kennedy couldn't bring himself

paranoid and it wasn't as bad as she

for the reply, she found the feeling of anxiousness growing more and more. With one last forced spoon, she shoved her meal away

She instructed as she stood up, grabbed her keys and headed for the doormat, slipping on her heels and

a nice day, ma'am." Grace yelled

on the fact that Kennedy still hasn't

at the office, there was yet to be a reply and Kennedy wasn't waiting for her

straight to her office, she walled

"Good morning Ms. Romero."

out if Rennedy's arrived

The receptionist replied and typed something into her computer. "According to the security system, he came

was looking around, her phone buzzed. It was a message from Kennedy. [Ms. Romero, I won't be able to come to work today. I'm sick, I apologize.] Leonica's eyes narrowed and as she read the message over r and over again, she f Her head snapped up and almost immediately, she locked eyes

a few feet away, his gaze hard and cold

pair of eyes

again, pulling her attention away from him and onto

message, Leonica knew something was off. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Stuart walk away, his steps slow and steady as he disappeared around a corner in a sluggish way

Romero, Is everything

in the direction where Stuart had walked off in,

few matters to take care of, inform me

her that wasn't a

off in the same direction where Stuart had

before he walked off.

simile on his lips b Her eyes twitched at his action. For a few seconds, she remained rooted in her

him, she ignored them and

after him, the more they

her anxiety y rose

they arrived at the storage room, a place Leonica never liked visiting, the door was open, the light

a deep breath, she

was a large room, boxes upon boxes of files

and searched, finding nothing out of place not even Stuart was present. Yet she was sure he had stepped

hadn't hallucinated the

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