Cammy stood in the living room, gazing through the floor-to-ceiling window as she waited for Greg to return. She marveled at the view from his penthouse, able to see Cross Tech and even her own neighborhood from up there.
"It's a breathtaking view, isn't it?" Greg's voice broke her reverie, drawing her attention.
Cammy turned to face him, smiling broadly. "It is, and now I see why you chose this place. It's so calm compared to the bustling city below."
"You're right," Greg chuckled, "plus, it's close to the office." His practical reason amused her.
"Are you always this dedicated to work?" she teased.
"Yes, I try to stay as occupied as possible," he replied. "My employees and clients rely on the company."
Cammy pressed her lips together, managing a small smile. She couldn't quite understand why she felt Greg was carrying a heavy weight on his shoulders when, from the outside, his life appeared flawless.
