C8 Oh shit, blood

"Rachit's Point of View,"

I lost track of time today while debating the marketing plan for a new project at work.

The time was around 6:30 p.m. It drew my gaze to Riya's office as I prepared to leave the office.

I just peeked through the glass of her cabin door to see if her cabin light was still on.

She was using her laptop to do some work. When I arrived at her door