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Again today, I spend my days in tears
I cry until I get tired as yet another year passes
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He furrowed his brow when he noticed you standing motionless in front of his doorway.
Taehyung raises his brows in perfect ache as he looks at you with a calculating gaze. He could see how nervous you were. She should be; how did she summon the courage to "return" in his presence?
"Ms. Choi, please don't just stand there like a statue. We don't have the entire day. I'm a busy man, so come in and close the door. Mr. Hansen forwarded you some documents that you must review and return to them. I've already signed them off with the only docu-forms. Sit. "He extended his hand and motioned to the leather chair before him.
You took a deep breath and quickly sat down as you took out your laptop. You were worried because you could feel his gaze on you. You felt entirely out of place and lacked the courage to look him in the eyes. He'll notice the loving gaze reflected in your eyes. You could handle your heart thumping erratically in your chest and a tense heartache approaching, but you kept your cool.
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