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1 leaned my head back.
it play
There is something about that song that feels like a quiet confession.
Like wanting something without saying it out loud.
I smiled.
Just a little.
Ridiculous.
The city blurred past the window.
Meetings lined up in my head like files waiting to be opened.
Strategies.
Statements.
Decisions.
And somewhere between all of that-
Marcus.
I found myself wondering what he had planned.
He had been… careful lately.
Intentional.
Quieter than usual.
Not distant.
Just… deliberate.
I tapped my fingers lightly against my thigh.
Caught myself smiling again.
Stopped.
Refocused.
Work first.
Always.
By the time I got to the office building, I had already mentally solved half the retail case.
The rest would fall into place once I saw the full report.
I stepped out of the car.
The doors opened. 1
My assistant was already waiting.
Tablet in hand.
“Morning,” she said.
“Morning.”
She walked beside me as we moved toward my office.
“Retail team is already in the conference call waiting for you.”
“Good.”
I pushed the glass door to my office open.
Then I started discussing with the retail team on the conference call with my back facing the door.
Then I ended the call after what feels like a lifetime.
And I turned around.
In the chair across my desk.
Calm.
Composed.

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