"Ah…" Daisy stepped aside, reflexively giving Theo space to enter his office.
Theo with his expression cold and flat, asked again, "What are you doing here?"
"Hmm…" She froze for a few seconds before quickly rummaging through her bag and pulling out his phone. "Your phone. You left it at the hotel, so I came to return it."
His eyes narrowed sharply. "Throw it."
Then, walking past her, he added, "I'm busy. Get out."
Daisy's lips parted, but no sound escaped. She blinked, once, then again, steadying herself as if trying to keep something inside from breaking.
She turned and stepped out, but her body stalled at the doorway. Slowly, she turned back.
"Can you spare me… like five minutes? I need to talk to you."
Theo continued walking toward his desk. He picked up a pen as if she hadn't spoken.
"I don't have time to spare for you."
"I'm sorry… about the other day," Daisy said softly, ignoring the weight of his words pressing against her chest.
He stopped.
