Chapter 256 Ptsd

• The morning sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting soft stripes of light across the room. Isaac sat at his desk, trying to focus on the stack of reports that lay in front of him. His mind, however, was elsewhere. The rhythmic tapping of fingers on his laptop keyboard stopped when the door to his office clicked open.
• "Morning," Eleanor said softly, her usual warm smile in place as she entered, two cups of latte in her hands. She set one on the corner of his desk and straightened, her fingers lingering briefly against the ceramic before she stepped back.
• “Thanks,” Isaac replied, looking up from his screen to meet her eyes for the briefest moment. His voice came out steady, almost too steady, masking the swirl of emotions underneath. He watched as she nodded and left the room with a graceful ease, her form disappearing behind the door with a quiet click.