47 Things Are Different, Silver.

As they entered his office, Daniel gestured for Silver to take a seat, a warm smile on his lips. "Can I get you anything? Coffee, tea?"

Silver shook her head, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "No, thank you. I'm perfectly fine," she replied as she took a seat in one of the plush armchairs, crossing her legs gracefully.

She glanced around, taking in the sleek, modern decor with a knowing smile. She had always admired Daniel's taste, his attention to detail, and his commitment to excellence.

And now, as she settled into the plush leather chair opposite his desk, she felt a sense of pride wash over her.

'This is where I belong, by his side, as his confidante, his companion, and his woman.' Silver thought with a smile.

"So, when did you get back Sil?" Daniel asked, as he sat behind his desk and leaned back in his chair.