Three days had passed without any sign of Devandra at the office.

No calm footsteps echoing in the hallway,

no familiar voice greeting with that subtle smile,

no bitter black coffee placed neatly on his desk at exactly eight a.m.

And the thing Vania noticed most—

there were no more of those eyes.

The eyes that silently followed her every step, everywhere she went.

At first, she thought Devandra was simply giving her space after their meeting at the café.

But day by day, ...