Sasha's supervisor walked by and handed her her phone. Sasha couldn't figure out who it was. She took the phone and asked, "Any idea who it is?"
He shook his head. "No clue."
Sasha hesitated briefly before saying, "I'll head downstairs and check."
He hummed in reply.
The moment Sasha stepped off the elevator and reached the entrance, she spotted Shane standing nearby. Her expression instantly went cold.
Earlier, during lunch, the secretary had mentioned that Shane was thinking about her and would definitely show up. How could she have forgotten that?
As soon as she saw him, Sasha spun around without saying a word and headed back to the elevator.
"Sasha!" Shane called out, his voice full of panic. Upon hearing him, Sasha picked up the pace, hoping he wouldn't catch up.
"I know I screwed up," Shane shouted, desperation in his voice. "But can't you give me another chance?"
He kept calling her name when he saw she wasn't stopping.
Sasha felt a rush of embarrassment. After a brief pause, she turned around and stormed right up to him. "Can you stop making a scene?"
A flicker of hope lit up Shane's eyes. "So if I stop, you'll think about getting back together with me?"
Sasha scoffed. "When were we ever together?"
Shane went still. After a long moment, he slowly shook his head. "Never."
"So, how are we supposed to 'get back together'?" Sasha shrugged.
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