Arsh walked through the corridor with his assistant, Laura, by his side. The polished floors reflected the overhead lights, and the muted hum of office activity buzzed around them. As they approached his office door, he noticed it was slightly ajar.
Pushing it open, Arsh was met with a sight he hadn't expected. "Hazel?" he whispered, surprise lacing his voice. She was standing in the middle of his office, her eyes scanning the room's dΓ©cor. Hearing his voice, Hazel turned around and gave him a small, warm smile.
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