Andre’s POV
I headed to my office and settled in the confines of its walls, it was one of the only places I felt at ease, and recently much to my disapproval, Anita’s presence was another source of relief. In as much as I didn’t want that, I really can’t control my emotion, I considered myself a wise man so I didn’t try to pretend otherwise, delusion was not my strongest forte
Determined to get real work done I went over pack files and records, and buried myself in paper work. Working was hard, as the only thing coming to my mind was Anita’s face, and the ever present sorrow and distant look that clouded her eyes. After trying for an hour to get any real work done I got up and went to the window overlooking the field, which on any normal day overlooked a beautiful sight, seeing my peop
