When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Nora held up the food container in her hand and said, “I know you have no time to take care of my man. So I brought him breakfast. And…”

She lowered her voice and whispered, “… And I came to see if he is alright.”

I winced at this display of affection and nodded gingerly. “Great, you go and check on your man. I need to go clock in. I’ll contact you in the afternoon.”

I scurried past the office entrance and felt relieved to get in finally. After settling down at my work desk, I caught my breath.

Linda saw me. She handed the bread in her hand over to me. “It looks like you have not had your breakfast. You’ll just have to make do with this. According to scientific findings, not eating breakfast is as bad as eating poop. In conclusion, eating bread is still better than eating poop. So eat up!”

I looked at her with befuddlement.

“But why do I feel like you don’t really want me to eat it?”

She smirked, “You’re overthinking it. How was last night? Did you sleep well?”

Linda was asking in a very suggestive tone.

Nora must have told her about my night. I shrugged and replied nonchalantly, “Oh, it was just normal.”

It was working hours, so it was not prudent to keep prattling. She asked me out for lunch later.

And I said okay.

to let Armond sign some documents from yesterday. After arranging them, I headed straight to

door. The deep and serious voice of a man answered, “Please

door open, I found him seated in front of his computer. He

my curiosity. I wonder where did he sustain the

your signature,” I said,

his table, I noticed the container that Nora was

murmured in response and looked up at me. Then he asked weirdly,

was staring at him quite rudely. Awkwardly, I answered, “No, it’s nothing. I just wanted to ask if you have had breakfast. Last night,

He said, “Trying to set up your

my head and said in utmost sincerity, “Mr. Murphy, you have to believe me. I didn’t do anything. I did not know anything about last night’s events. Also, you saw me going after Linda toward the end. She had drunk too much.

I

into a frown. “What do you mean

blurted out hastily. I was very close to asking if he had gone to the doctor to check if there were

and asked coldly,

Um…

further. I smiled pleasantly to conceal my embarrassment. “No, no. Your body’s great! Always in a

with my queries. I took it as my cue to leave when he said, “Some people from Fuller Corporation are coming over for a meeting later. You are the person in charge of the project. The meeting is at

message, I saw him reaching out to take a file. His outstretched hand

bandaged hand impassively and replied faintly, “I accidentally hurt myself

So…

not