ANNA’S POV

The night dragged on endlessly, swallowing every hour until I no longer knew what time it was.

I had just finished an important project when I realized the office was very quiet, missing its usual buzz of calls and hurried footsteps.

The company floor was silent, except for the gentle sound of the heater.

I was walking through the office trying to book a ride back home when I saw someone that looked like him.

I rubbed my face with my hand because I barely saw the lounge door ...