“I’m sorry, I spilled my coffee. I just didn’t want someone slipping on it.” The woman smiled, revealing two dimples on her cheeks that added an extra touch of cuteness.

The janitor instructed, “Just leave it there. I’ll handle the mess ina bit.”

“Thanks so much.”

The woman returned the mop to its original spot.

“Appreciate it,” Trevor remarked.

As the woman began to leave, Trevor called out, “Excuse me!”

at him, a hint

coffee spill. Let me cover the

dismissing the offer with

second, she reminded Trevor

the woman had

then made his way

to follow. A weight lifted off her chest, and her once cheerful demeanor turned

first for Shirley, pulling off such a ruse. Her hands were sweaty,

didn’t glance back. Her father’s presence awaited her at the

Trevor slid

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