These are the words that she wanted him to hear the most but she could only mumble to them to herself. "Boss, if ever, just if ever you find out about how I feel, if ever you figure it out and it just so happen that I am gone, I hope that you won't hate me and think badly of me." She stated as she continued to sketch the face of the person that she came to love.
She sketched and sketched, sketched and sketched, without noticing the time that went by. If it wasn't for Adam who called het to eat dinner, she wouldn't know that her parents were back and it was already dinner time. When she looked at her desk, she already finished three sketches with her boss in all of them. One was basking under the red-orange glow of the sun, the other was cooking happily with his sleeves folded up to his elbow, and the last one she finished was a picture of him, stargazing with her in his arms.
