Medusa's brow furrowed as she considered the day's agenda, her mind drifting to the events of the previous night. She turned to Timothy, her voice tinged with a rare hint of vulnerability.
"Timo, I need to ask a favor. Could you please delay our last day meeting until tomorrow? I need a little time." She paused, her gaze shifting to the window as she contemplated how best to broach the subject.
Timothy's expression softened with understanding. "Of course, Madam," he replied, his tone gentle. "Take all the time you need. I'll reschedule the meeting for first thing tomorrow morning."
Medusa offered him a grateful smile. "Thank you, Timo. I'd like to spend the day leisurely with Aleysia."
"Excellent idea," he said, already making a note in his calendar. "I'll take the opportunity to rest as well. Enjoy your day, Madam." With a warm smile, he turned and made his way out of the room.
