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2025-10-29 11:01:00Despite the situation, Nathaniel looked towards the vendor and held his hand with ease. He replied, "I'm lucky."
The words he spoke made Madeline very quiet. Her heart skipped over him, and his tone was more than just courteous. It was sincere.
Following a few souvenirs, they strolled along the nearby harbor. The sun's westward movement caused golden reflections to be seen in the water.
In the evening, the sea's fragrance accompanied barbecued fish from small food stands along the dock. The harmonious blend of laughter from children playing, the strumming of a street guitarist, and the soothing sound of waves played out in harmony.
Madeline walked at arm's length beside Nathaniel, her light white dress twirling in the breeze. She observed the small boats gently gliding in the water, their bright and simple yet serene appearance. "This place feels authentic," she stated.
Looking at her, Nathaniel smiled and acknowledged her, "This is not the w
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After the first meeting ended, an old colleague approached him. “You look different today,” he said, half-joking.“Different how?” Nathaniel asked while straightening his folder.“Calmer,” the man replied. “Usually you’ve already prepared three backup plans before the meeting even ends.”Nathaniel smiled faintly. “The backup plans are still there. I just don’t announce them.”His colleague chuckled. “That sounds healthier.”“Seems so,” Nathaniel agreed.The next meeting took place in a smaller room. Only four people. The discussion was more personal, touching on operational details. Someone proposed an option that sounded rushed.“We could cut costs by trimming this part,” he said.Nathaniel looked at the table in front of him. He didn’t answer right away. He took a breath, giving his thoughts time to arrange themse
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A small child ran after a pigeon, laughing freely. His mother followed with quick yet patient steps. Two elderly people sat on the bench across from her, speaking quietly.“The weather’s nice today,” one of them said.“Yes,” the other replied. “Not too hot. Just right for sitting.”Madeline caught the exchange in passing, then returned to her own quiet observation. She didn’t feel separate from the world, but she wasn’t pulled too deeply into it either. She was somewhere in between present, yet unbound.A young man sat on the bench beside her, opening a lunchbox. After a few minutes of silence, he turned slightly.“Excuse me,” he said politely. “This bench is okay, right?”Madeline shook her head. “It’s fine. Go ahead.”The man smiled briefly, then returned to his meal. Silence again but a comfortable one. After a few bites, he spoke. &ldqu
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He rose slowly, careful not to wake Madeline, and padded lightly toward the kitchen. He turned on a small light, heated water, ground coffee by hand, a ritual he rarely did himself. The soft sound of coffee beans grinding felt almost meditative. This morning, he wanted to keep the rhythm slow.As the aroma of coffee began to fill the room, Madeline appeared in the doorway, her hair slightly tousled, wearing a thin cardigan. She smiled faintly, eyes still half asleep.“You woke up first,” she said softly.Nathaniel turned to her. “I didn’t want this morning to be noisy.”Madeline stepped closer, leaning against the kitchen counter. “Thank you,” she said, as if she understood exactly what he meant.They sat across from each other, each holding a warm cup. There was no long conversation. Just small sips, brief glances, and smiles that came without effort. Outside, the
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Madeline stepped closer, briefly touching his arm. “Dinner’s simple. But warm.”“That’s the best kind,” he said and he truly meant it.They sat together, sharing just enough stories without dissecting the exhausting details. There was soft laughter, comfortable pauses. Outside, the world kept moving. Inside, time slowed.After dinner was finished and the dishes cleared away, they moved to the living room. The main light was dimmed, leaving only the soft glow of a corner lamp that made the space feel more intimate.Madeline sat on the sofa with her legs folded beneath her, while Nathaniel leaned beside her, removing his watch and placing it on the small table.For a few moments, they were silent. The quiet wasn’t awkward; it felt like a safe space to breathe.“There was something today,” Madeline said at last, her voice gentle, not pressing. “I could
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The reply came quickly, as if Madeline were smiling behind the screen.Good luck with your work. See you later.Nathaniel put his phone away. When the meeting room door opened and the sound of footsteps filled the space again, he stepped inside with quiet confidence.The meeting room slowly filled once more. Chairs were pulled back, paper brushed against paper, and low conversations floated through the air before finally settling.Nathaniel stood at the head of the table, waiting until all attention focused on him. The faces before him looked tired, yet focused a sign that the morning session had drained energy, but also built common ground.“All right,” he said, his voice calm but clear. “This afternoon session won’t be long. We’re focusing on one thing: making sure the foundation we built this morning is truly ready to be implemented.”He turned on the projector. T
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The corridor felt quieter than it had that morning. Nathaniel’s footsteps echoed softly on the marble floor, steady but unhurried. He pressed the elevator button, loosening his tie slightly as he waited for the doors to open. For the first time since morning, he truly felt the weight on his shoulders begin to ease not disappearing, but redistributed in a more human way.The elevator descended slowly. Inside, he checked his afternoon agenda: a brief lunch with the core team, then a call with legal, followed by a review of vendor contracts before the afternoon session. Busy, yes but not suffocating. He remembered Madeline’s message don’t forget to eat a simple reminder he used to ignore, now feeling like an anchor.In the lobby, sunlight poured through the tall glass panels, reflecting off neatly arranged green plants. Nathaniel paused for a moment, took a breath. He decided to walk to a small restaurant across the building, not the private dining room
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