Leila opened the door.
"Brother, we agreed to meet at this time, and—"
She froze in shock when she saw her brother and his wife locked in an embrace, exchanging kisses in the office. The door closed involuntarily behind her.
"Forgive me, I didn't mean to... I'll come back tomorrow. Just continue what you were doing." Her face flushed crimson with embarrassment.
Olivia pulled away from Matthias, their breaths still mingling in the air.
"It seems she's gone."
She removed her hands from his neck and looked at him.
"Matthias, you can remove your hands from my waist, as you know."
He realized his position and quickly withdrew his hands, the air between them thick with awkward tension.
Olivia glanced at Matthias with a hesitant look, her voice faint and measured, as if carefully weighing each word before speaking:
"I think we should finish our conversation tomorrow."
