It was quarter to twelve and Lucas had come to the accounting department to bring Sara out for lunch. Once they have reached the seventh floor of the building, they went straight to the buffet table and headed towards their usual booth. Nothing was out of ordinary for her.
Their conversation would typically consist of how their mornings went and what their plan would be in the evening. She did, however, find it strange that Lucas kept on asking where she was last night.
"I was with Harith, you were even on the phone with him," answered Sara, in total oblivion of the situation Lucas was trying to imply.
She sensed that Lucas seemed rather preoccupied as he played around with his food. The way his brows creased made her want to smoothen it with an iron.
