Elena's POV
I didn't notice her immediately. I was still finishing a conversation, glass raised, smile practiced, attention split between polite laughter and quiet calculation.
When I suddenly raised my eyes, I saw Ayla walking closer, confident, that mesmerizing smile on her lips, pretty, assured, and captivating.
For a moment, I almost lost it. I felt like hugging her as she stepped closer, telling her how much I missed her and how I had remembered her and never forgotten her, how the last few years without her had been hard, and how happy I was when she came back as my secretary. But I controlled myself.
