Morris's POV
The afternoon stretched before me after my colleagues vacated my office. I seized the quiet to catch up on several urgent calls and tackle a stack of pending paperwork. Time slipped away until Darren appeared at my door, insisting I join him for lunch downtown.
Upon returning to the building, I found myself pausing outside our company's favorite bakery. A sudden impulse struck me – perhaps a small treat would brighten my assistant's day. Monica had seemed tense lately, especially after revealing her son's existence. While curiosity burned within me about who had fathered her child, I resolved to wait until she felt more comfortable sharing such personal details.
