[Johan's POV]
It happened for a fleeting moment, not even a full second. But when he met his conflicted blue eyes while he had Rhia nestled in his arms, it's as if the space-time continuum of the universe stretched, slowing down his motion, only resuming to its normal pace when he looked away.
A heavy feeling pulled his heart to the ground, and his mask almost fell. His fingers had the urge to curl into a fist, but Johan kept himself in check, like how he always does.
'You don't have the right to be jealous. He isn't yours.'
Johan pushed open the glass door, hastened his pace, swerved right, before sprinting out of the company's gate. He passed by Thesa and Irene who called out to him, but Johan only waved, firing an excuse that he has something important to do.
'Suck it up. This is what you get for getting involved.'
