Guilty or not?

"Why? I dismissed early than I thought. I should drop by in your house for dinner," Feline told. She pressed the elevator down, anticipating Sean's hug. She went inside the elevator car with a wide smile on her lips. Feline removed her cell phone from her ear. Her cheeks blushed in no time.

The butterflies in her stomach were rumbling. The day had been bright, thanks to Sean's voice.

The burden on her chest eradicated, at ease in just a split second.

The elevator car moved swiftly, and she ran up to the lobby. Gripping the cell phone in her hand, moving along the busy lobby.

The clear waters streamed down a sculpture, pillars supported the wheel underneath. He smiled as it was relaxing to see. Sean waited at the fountain area of the TSV Studios. He looked up at the entrance, waiting for Feline to come out.