Mistaken Identity.

able to find this job, considering th

emples, I felt a pang of sadness. This profession wasn't

, as it meant I could stay by her si

meal, my mom put down her fo

an interview for me at

yes landed on a crumpled teddy bear sweatshirt in the

the wrinkles, they remained, just like a

as scheduled, following

g in architectural design. I was fortu

ed, but it didn't detract from his good looks. If I hadn't ju

ses in novels, he was the

most everything about the company, including

ere all away on business trips, so I hadn't met them yet. One of the designers, with

nd most of them are single! Not only are they easy on the eyes, but y

great, but I was a bit worried abo

a second boss who mi

verything, I decide

e colleagues who were on busi

designers were indeed handsome, and they were

out to leave when the grand boss approached

ss, around six feet tall. As he got cl

't this John, the g

s pounding

na, stop staring. This is John Howe, one of our designers and the other boss." Jo

I was struck by lightning. Even TV dramas

, I'm

ed with his looks, that had on

r being abandoned, I would

yourself together. He's also a shareholder in our company." I slowly regained my composure, nodding and smilin

hadn't adjust

gnize me. But apart from a brief pause upon h

art enough to give him

e name that led

as Tori. my nick

, so I never gave him my

sincere with me, at l

today to help John organize some

re's a bonus at the end of the month," he added. For

words, quite the oppos

at needed to be don

d the tasks John assigned. I pl

pleted this. If the

, John spoke in a low

king me feel a bit guilty, f

hared any photos, unless he w

felt a newfound sen

you go to

t be foolish enough to tel

my face. John looked at me, a fleeting smile crossi