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Rebuilding Together
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2025-10-11 08:04:29Amara’s POV
The Seoul crisis hit like a storm — fast, loud, and impossible to ignore.By the time Amara reached the boardroom, Damian was already there, sleeves rolled, eyes sharp with focus. The tension in the air felt too familiar — the kind that used to tighten her chest back when working under him meant constantly walking on glass.“Thanks for coming,” he said, voice calm but low. “I know this isn’t your job anymore.”Amara set down her folder. “It was my draft. That makes it my problem too.”Their eyes met briefly. For once, it wasn’t about their history — just the work. The numbers. The deal that needed saving.The next few hours blurred into calls, edits, and strategy meetings. Damian led with his usual precision, but there was a difference now. He didn’t dominate the room. He listened. He asked for opinions. When Amara disagreed with one of his proposals, he didn’t interrupt — he nodded.“You’re right,” he said s
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