Camille Hartley

The silence in the office surprised Camille, especially since her assistant, besides being her partner, worked for her. As she reviewed documents, the silent presence on the other side of the desk disconcerted her. The only sound was the typing of the computer, but Camille couldn't stop thinking about her assistant's change in attitude.

Finally, he broke the silence with a barely perceptible smile.
—Hm...—he said, watching her remain silent—Why the silence, honey? Don't think I didn't notice those glances at the meeting. Don't worry, I enjoyed every second of it.—

Camille leaned back in her chair, enjoying how the tension was shifting in the air. She watched as her assistant tensed at her comment and continued.

—Tell me, is this anger because I couldn't see you this weekend? —His tone played with the idea, but there was real substance to his question. Although he/she didn't usually give explanations, with him/her it was different, although he/she would never admit it.