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The Distance Between Us

作者: mscelene
last update 最終更新日: 2025-11-23 20:36:13

Amara’s POV

If someone had told me that peace could feel this unsettling, I would’ve laughed at them.

The company was finally stabilizing. Meetings ran on time. The board wasn’t attacking each other anymore. Damian was reinstated—not with fireworks or speeches, but with a steady, quiet confidence that made people trust him again.

The storm had passed.

So why did it feel like the ground under me was still moving?

Why did the air around the two men I trusted most feel heavier than the chaos we’d survived?

At first, I tried to ignore it. I was too focused on restructuring plans, repairing fractured departments, reminding myself how to breathe without expecting the next crisis.

But then… little things started to stand out.

Ethan stopped waiting for me after meetings.

Damian stopped pulling me aside to explain updates he thought I’d want to hear.

Both of them kept conversations short—professional, polite, and painfully distant.

It felt like walking into a home where someone had changed the
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