-- Grizelda --

I leaned back in my chair, the office was quiet except for the steady hum of the air conditioning. Sun rays filtered in from the windows and painted the office with a golden hue.

I studied the sunrays for a while. As a kid, I used to be entranced by the light particles floating lazily in the air. I remember jabbing my hand through the rays to see if I could avoid getting sunlight on my skin.

I chuckled at my foolishness back then.

I shook myself out of that memory and willed myself to the present. I stared at the files on my desk, I grabbed...