she knew better than to enter without invitation, especially with the sounds erupting from behind the door. on a normal day, she’d thrust the door to his office wide open and be welcomed with open arms. today was different. the sound of glass shattering from within was enough of a warning to stay away, but she couldn’t. there was something wrong. angelika could have cared less what the reason was, but she was there to pick up whatever pieces were left of him. hours passed, yet she sat propped against the wood of the door, hands keeping her jacket pulled tight against her. when the door gave way, she leaned forward, glancing up to meet his gaze. ‘ hey. ’ a quiet greeting, as she pulled herself to her feet. ‘ are…….. are you okay? ’ @maskforged















