o

o the locker room, where I change into my cleaning wear-a simple shirt emblazoned with a mop logo and loose trousers. Heading to the elevator, I

" I greet him

his warm brown eyes cr

s your

had some quality moments with my wi

y gathers e

nice to stay updated on everyone's li

ish I had something like

? He inquires,

who care for me, who will gather for din

, trust me,

Carlos hauls our cleaning supplies into the elevator,

to thank me for that,"

ride up is peaceful, the silence only broken by the hum of the e

dear," Carlos say

eply, watching him go bef

opes not to encounter Mr. Cross today, though deep down, I secretly desire even a fleeting glimpse of him. Reaching

ng, Anna,"

cept for Henry, so you can go

ank

rly, and I find great delight in encountering them there! Henry serves as Mr. Cross's secretary, yet on p

, featuring glossy wooden furniture and expansive windows that provide a sweeping city view. I begin tidying up by cleaning surfaces and sorting papers and docu

rknob, it suddenly swings open from the outside. I qui

ize you were still in here," Henry

ld me you were in, but when I passed y

up in the conference room. We h

other rooms. Better hurry

see you

spond when he r

ry Allerton; yes, th

alking to the pe

bout neatness. On the other hand, Mr. Rafael's office looks like a disaster after a party, with papers strewn about, coffee spills, and dirt covering

y through the rest of the buildings on my schedule for the morning. All of which are residential properties where I work throughout the day. As I turn the corner, my eyes lock onto a man standing at a towering six feet tall, with curly blond locks and intense blue eyes. His sl

evators behind me, I can't help but imagine that he's coming for me. I keep staring, my heart pounding, and I find myself mumblin

d like a crazy person explaining this to my girls. That reminds me, we have

This encounter makes today feel like it's going to be a perfect day. It felt good to think about it, but I know the