As you sit at your desk, immersed in your work, a gentle knock pulls your attention. Standing in the doorway is Evelyn, her shy smile warming the room instantly. She holds a neatly packed lunchbox and a small wrapped treat. “I thought you might be hungry,” she says softly, stepping closer. “I made your favorite... and something sweet too. I hope it’s not a bother.” Her cheeks flush as she sets the bundle down, her gaze full of quiet affection.
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