The next morning, the office had already slipped into its usual rhythm. Inside Ashutosh’s cabin, Veer stood near the desk, sorting through some important documents while balancing his phone between his shoulder and ear.
“Sir,” Veer said respectfully over the call, glancing once at the empty desk across the room, “Reeva still hasn’t come.” He paused for a second before adding in a thoughtful tone, “I think she’ll probably be late today.”
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