Work continued as usual, with Morticia's team chatting about how much they would miss this office compared to their own. They spoke about the treats, the atmosphere, and the facilities.

But Morticia's fingers kept tapping on her desk, her mind drifting.

She sighed. "What the hell is wrong with me? I should be patient, right?"

She leaned back in her sleek black chair. "Is he bored of me?"

"Is something troubling you, Miss Addams?" Lisa asked.

Morticia snapped out of her trance. "No, there's nothing wrong."

"Don't worry about the project. We did an awesome job," Nolan reassured her.

Morticia forced a smile and tried her best to focus on...