The Perfect Excuse

, symbolized her position of power and control. But behind her sharp, confident exterior, a storm of trust issues raged, born from years of betrayal and deceit.Her mind wandered

s something familiar about David, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Shaking off the feeling, she focused on the matter at hand."Thank you, David," she said. "I appreciate your confidence. But I need to be clear: I don't trust easily, especially not now."David's eyes softened. "I understand, Sophia. Trust has to be earned, and I'm willing to put in the work to earn yours."As they continued to discuss the case, David deftly guided the conversation, asking pointed questions and taking detailed notes. Despite her reservations, Sophia found herself slowly lowering her guard, drawn to his unwavering dedication and insight.After a few hours, David suggested they take a break. "How about we grab a coffee? There's a great café around the corner, and I think it'll do us both good to step out of the office for a bit."Sophia hesitated, but something in his demeanor convinced her to agree. "Alright, let's go."As they walked to the café, David couldn't help but steal glances at her. She had changed so much since their school days. Back then, she was known as Sophie, a bright and determined girl with dreams bigger than anyone could imagine. He had been her classmate and her secret admirer, but his family's sudden move forced him to change schools and adopt a new identity due to personal circumstances.Now, as they sat down with their coffees, he marveled at the woman she had become. She was still the same Sophie at heart, but the years had sculpted her into a formidable leader."So, David," she said, breaking him from his reverie. "Tell me