LOGINI tell them about the type of research I want us to focus on, the opportunities I want us to create, the kind of work environment I envision and the impact I believe we can make if we build something truly innovative. When I finally finish, I let out a slow breath before looking around the table.“S
“Are you sure about this?”I turn to look at Lilly, swallowing slowly as nerves twist tightly in my stomach.We’re standing outside a café downtown, neither of us having moved to get out of the car yet despite being parked for almost five minutes now. Through the large glass windows, I can already s
I freeze the moment I turn around, coming face to face with Elena.“E-Elena?”Shock rushes through me so suddenly that for a second, I can only stare at her and she looks just as surprised to see me.It’s been so long since I last saw her that for a moment my brain struggles to connect the woman sta
They say money changes people, and I guess that where the whole narrative of changing your whole personality after becoming wealthy comes from, but honestly, I don’t believe in that bullshit. Money doesn’t change people; it only reveals who they really are.I smile, nudging her shoulder a little. “C
I wake up tired, which is something I’ve never understood. How is it even possible for someone to sleep a full eight hours and still wake up so damn tired you can barely open your eyes?My leg throbs faintly as I shift beneath the blankets, the dull ache reminding me that nothing is as normal as it
Lilly snorts like that’s the funniest thing she’s ever heard.“I’m serious,” Juliette continues before her attention shifts back to me. “Especially after the advice she gave me in Paris. Which reminds me,” she says, narrowing her eyes slightly, “I’m very disappointed you never used the card I gave y
I remember the last time he gave me hope. It was after we joined Uni. Chloe had broken up with him for reasons known only to her. He’d shown up at my apartment one evening, looking like the world had broken him. I was so startled to see him there—Noah Woods, standing on my doorstep with red eyes and
Uncle Gabe nods slowly, his usual gruffness giving way to something gentler. “You blink, and they’re adults. Responsible ones, too.” He clears his throat. “Though one of them still has a knack for causing heart attacks every once in a while.”Dad chuckles, but Uncle Gabe turns his piercing grey gaze
When the timer on the oven beeps, Nova squeals, dropping her rag. “They’re ready!”She rushes to the oven, standing on her toes. I pull out the tray carefully, the scent of sugar and vanilla filling the air.“They look perfect,” I tell her, setting them down.Nolan immediately reaches for one, but I
I stay frozen in place, my body refusing to move, my mind caught somewhere between the Director’s call and the flood of memories I just unleashed.Closing my eyes, I draw in a long breath, then another, repeating the action until it anchors me to the present.There’s nothing to be afraid of, I tell







