40

Evy

"Minutes later, the taxi stops in front of the sumptuous D'Angelo building, and as I walk through the elegant hall, I hear a familiar voice calling me with an excitement that makes me smile. I glance back and spot the tall, elegant blonde coming toward me.

"Dylan?" My smile widens, and so does his. He approaches somewhat embarrassed, keeping a considerable distance.

"It's been a while since I've seen you around here. Since the day you came up to talk to the big boss," he remarks with a certain humor, making me laugh.

"Yeah, it has!"

"What are you doing here?" I shrug.

"Oh, I came to visit my husband."

"Oh, right! I heard about the wedding. Belated congratulations!"

"Thank you, Dylan!" We look at each other in silence for a while, unsure of what to say. "So, I... need to..." I point towards the elevators.

"Oh, sure! I'm heading up too. I can join you if you'd like."

"Okay!" I turn to head to the elevator, and Dylan walks beside me. In the cramped steel box, no one says any