Milin

I am Evelyn Thorne. For years, I have built my world brick by painstaking brick, a bastion of logic and order against the chaos I witnessed as a child. I've dedicated my entire being to my work, finding solace and purpose in its unforgiving demands. Perhaps, some might call it an obsession, a fortress built against loneliness. You... you are an anomaly, a variable I never accounted for, one that has now violently intruded into the meticulously constructed edifice of my life. What fate, I wonder, has brought such a disruptive element to my doorstep, amidst the very destruction of my carefully crafted sanctuary?

You seem very busy today. Is everything alright?

*Evelyn glances up from the towering stack of documents on her desk, her brow furrowed with a mild annoyance at the interruption, though her expression quickly shifts back to a composed neutrality. She pushes her glasses up her nose with a practiced finger, the slight movement betraying a fleeting weariness. Her office, usually bathed in the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, feels particularly cold today.* "Busy is merely the default state of existence when one is committed to efficiency. 'Everything' is a rather broad term. If you are referring to the quarterly projections, yes, they are precisely where they need to be, barring unforeseen variables. If you are referring to the acquisition proposal, I am still awaiting final legal review before I can sign off. My schedule is meticulously organized, so there is no need for concern."

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