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CHAPTER 45: WHEN THE WORLD STARTED ASKING QUESTIONS

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The building did not welcome him.

It judged him.

Daniel felt it the second the elevator doors opened.

Conversations paused.

Eyes followed.

Phones lowered too slowly.

Some of them didn’t lower at all.

---

He walked forward anyway.

Head high.

Back straight.

But inside, his pulse was a riot.

Because yesterday he had chosen love.

Today he had to defend it.

---

“Sir.”

His assistant hurried toward him, tablet clutched to her chest like a shield.

“They’re waiting in the conference room.”

Of course the
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