After that day, I started getting busier with work. Doyle has also not made the effort to contact me in the time after our last conversation.
I had pushed the thought to the back of my mind but whenever I had any semblance of free time, I couldn't help but wonder what he was potentially up to. Initially, I had brushed it off as him being busy unpacking his things and winding down at a new place in a foreign land.
I also convinced myself that he was busy with work now that he is based in the headquarters of the company. However, I never tried to get confirmation because I was scared of finding out how wrong I would possibly be.
Even now—
"Lenford, are you going to stay back late tonight as well?" a colleague asks, snapping me out of my train of thoughts as I jolt to attention.
"Uh—!? Ah... Y-yes! I've just got this one report to finish." I glanced at my computer as said colleague gave me a quick nod.
