|Theodore|
"Alpha."
I didn't move from my seat as Manuel’s voice broke through the quiet of my office. My eyes remained shut, my back pressed against the sofa, one arm draped over my face in a futile attempt to block out the world. I had just stolen a moment of reprieve from the endless stream of paperwork, and the cautious tone in Manuel’s voice was the last thing I wanted to deal with.
“Luna Camilla is heading to your office,” he continued, hesitating. “Shall I… stop her again or…?” He trailed off, but I already knew what he was asking.
I let out a long, weary sigh.
So, she’s here again. Another attempt to talk to me. This would be the seventh day in a row, and the countless time she’d come to see if I was available. And yet, I still wasn’t sure if I was ready to give her what she w
