C40 I'm sorry
SEBASTIAN
I stood there, leaning against the edge of my desk, trying to keep my mind from spiraling out of control.
Every second felt heavier, knowing what I knew now…about John, about Vivian.
I could barely think straight, but I needed to keep calm. For Vivian.
The door creaked open, and there he was. John.
He entered the room with his usual calm demeanor, a smile tugging at his lips
