Claire's P.O.V.
The elevator doors opened with a ding noise. I looked out, frozen at my place. Naira was doing her work at the reception as always and the floor was empty just as always. Silent and peaceful yet there were thousands of voices inside my head. The doors were about to close again but I immediately stuck my hand in between and stepped outside.
Naira looked up at me and smiled before going back to her work. I breathed in and out. I didn't know how I was going to get through the day without continuously thinking and feeling guilty about Markus's letter whenever I see Ryan. I sighed and walked towards my office.
I started my day by going through the interior samples that I had already made and just needed to show to my clients then I went through my emails to see if someone else was interested in getting their work done by us and thankfully there were a lot.