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RILEY'S POV The lobby smelled faintly of fresh coffee and printer toner, the kind of artificial warmth corporate buildings tried to manufacture. I paused just inside the revolving doors, adjusting my bag higher on my shoulder while scanning the space out of habit. Morning light filtered through the glass ceiling, spilling across marble floors and steel railings.It was supposed to be an ordinary Tuesday. Ordinary people have started to feel unfamiliar lately.I checked my watch. Eight forty-two. Stan was due at nine.I headed toward the elevators, nodding at familiar faces along the way. Some people offered smiles. Others gave polite acknowledgements. Things at the office were getting better after the whole saga with Drake. Gone were the loathed looks.I returned them all with the same practiced professionalism, even though my mind was elsewhere.Aiden had texted earlier.>Did you sleep well?I hadn’t answered. Not because I didn’t care but because I didn’t know how to reply hones

CLAIRE'S POV The smell of powder and soft plastic hit me the moment I pushed through the sliding doors of the baby store. It was subtle, almost comforting, and it immediately reminded me of those quiet mornings at Riley’s house when she would sip tea and coo at the tiny items she liked but wouldn’t ever buy for herself. Today, though, Riley wasn’t here. Owen and I came in here, armed with lists, hidden plans and a mission to surprise her.I grabbed a shopping basket, the straps awkward in my hand, and scanned the store. Rows of tiny clothes. Onesies, rompers, and miniature cardigans lined the racks. The pastel colors were dizzying in their brightness; pale blues, soft yellows, minty greens, and blush pinks that made my chest tighten in a way I hadn’t expected. Maybe it was because I knew these would belong to Riley’s baby, maybe it was the thought of how careful and meticulous she would be. And just maybe, it was because I wanted to see her smile like she used to before all the