Felix stood just behind the crack of his office door, half-hidden by the frame, watching her.
Katherine was seated at her desk with her fingertips were gently brushing the petals of the sunflowers in the glass vase. The flowers stood tall, fresh and bright, their cheerful color a stark contrast to the steel-and-glass world of the office.
He didn't need to ask where the flowers came from.
He'd seen Leonard holding them.
And even though a part of him had expected her to toss them aside or leave them forgotten in some break room sink, she hadn't.
She had taken them.
She had filled the vase on her desk with water and carefully arranged the bouquet. Like it mattered to her.
Felix swallowed.
