Laera's eyes followed him as he walked past her desk while Eloise stopped before her.

“ Good morning, Laera,” Eloise greeted, smiling.

Without responding, Laera grabbed her arm, eyes tracking the direction he had gone.

“ Who's that, Eloise?” she quickly asked.

Eloise trailed her gaze, “ Oh,” she looked away and dropped her bag on the table, “ That's Antonio Brayden.”

“ Woah! He's insanely hot,” she cooed clasping her hands together,

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