5025 looked at the gauge and poked at it with its blob of light. No matter how much it poked the rectangle, it remained completely filled up. Making sure this was no lie, 5025 started to cheer. It wanted to celebrate with its host but when it turned around, it noticed the stern look Avina wore. Its excitement dwindled and died off flickering less.
The bright box stung her eyes a little. Although she had a small hunch that George harbored feelings, she never expected it would 100%. It was as if it was laughing at her. The number was laughing at her foolishness of believing the small possibility he didn't love her. Avina had no need for his love, all she needed was a little goodwill, a little trust. When she would be framed of misconduct, at the very least he would hold some doubt and an investigation would be called.
