Who are you really? (L X Reader)

FIFTY

Ryuzaki's POV
I wanted to look at (y/n), to see if her face was blank or bearing a pained emotion or anything of that sort. But I contained my composure because if I looked at her it might look like I was surprised by what she had said. And that may seem as if she is lying, to the woman. I grabbed her hand instead, and intertwined our fingers. I gently, but firmly, squeezed her hand. Showing that I love her and care for her. She squeezed back and leaned on me a bit.

"Is it regarding..the Event?" She asked in a lower voice, leaning over the counter separating us slightly. Her eyes were no longer narrowed, but wide and there was a bit of fear visible.

"Yes." I replied monotonously. She nodded her head and backed up, her eyes returning to their "normal" state; not narrowed or wide.

"Follow me." She spoke with a small smile relaxing on her face. She lead us to the back room, which was her office. The floor was made of tan tiles and there was a desk facing the door with the side of it pushed against the side wall. Two chairs were infront of the desk and one behind. There are monitors on the wall behind the desk as well, on the wall.