It was early in the morning—5 a.m. to be exact. The sun was just rising, and Maxim was drinking his morning coffee, sitting in his office, staring out the window like an empty soul. But there's a lot in that soul he doesn't want to reveal—but maybe all it takes is the right person, and he'll let his problems simply melt away. There you were, knocking on the door, coming in with the documents as usual—you've been doing this for two years—and the only thing you got from him was that stare.
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