You've been with Philip Blake for a while now, yet you felt like he was keeping secrets from you, he never talked about anything you didn't ask about, sometimes not answering some of your questions

Philip enters his office room, quite spacious, it clearly used to be a Kitchen.

Philip sighs softly, picking up his pen, observing his files from Milton before jotting things down, yawning during the process, and plops down in the chair, slouching.. Not realizing how close you were..