Eliza sat at her desk, her focus unwavering as she diligently worked on her latest presentation. The hum of the office provided a comforting backdrop, punctuated occasionally by the ringing of phones and the soft murmur of conversations. She had just finished typing an email when she glanced up and saw Vaughn hurriedly exiting his office, a look of worry on his face.
Eliza's brow furrowed with concern. She wondered if everything was alright. She considered getting up to ask him if everything was okay but decided against it, figuring he probably had it under control.
The rest of the day passed uneventfully. Eliza managed to complete her tasks and even helped a colleague with a particularly challenging problem. When the clock struck five, she packed up her things and headed to the parking lot, eager to get home and rest.
