Nova’s POVI didn’t remember the walk back to my office. My heels clicked against the tile floor with mechanical rhythm, Levi’s presence at my side grounding me, but inside—inside I was unravelling.Shari.Of all the people.I kept hearing her voice from last month, soft and hopeful, as she told me how inspired she was by my story. How much it meant to see someone who looked like her—someone who’d made it.She’d smiled.She’d asked for advice.She’d been kind.Or maybe she’d just worn the mask better than most.I sat down slowly at the edge of the small sofa in Levi’s office, my fingers still curled in the memory of her name.“She must’ve hated me the whole time,” I said, staring down at my hands.Levi stood in front of me, arms crossed, jaw tight. “Then that’s on her, not you. Whatever resentment she carried, it was hers to deal with—not to weaponize.”“But I need to know why,” I whispered. “Why go this far? To paint me like some… villain?”“Then let’s ask her,” Levi said simply. “No
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