Sabrina, making her way downstairs, saw a handful of her co-workers already on the bus. Lifting her bag, she climbed aboard, navigated her way to the rear, and slid into a vacant double seat.

Following her, more employees hopped onto the bus, rapidly filling up the vehicle.

“Mind if I sit here, Sabrina?” A masculine voice rang out. Looking up at the voice’s owner, Sabrina nodded lightly. “Please, have a seat.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Bob Evans, a colleague from the MF department, took the seat next to her.

A former employee of MQ Clothing, he had later found his way to MF. Bob once confessed his feelings for Sabrina, yet she didn’t reciprocate.

the blue, someone exclaimed, “Mr. Blakely,

the sound to see Tyrone stepping onto the bus, suitcase in hand, and nodding to

the resort, but she had

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can unwind, too,” quipped another colleague, a grin

a wave of cheerfulness, filling the bus

the window or towards the

breath. “Didn’t expect Mr. Blakely to be part of this. Figured he’d be

the air, seeming to be directed both at Sabrina and to

offering no reply, leaned into the window and let her eyes drift

after, the bus departed for

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