Gloss POV The office air felt heavy the next morning, thick with unspoken tension that clung to every corridor. Everyone moved a little quieter than usual, stealing glances between me and Dream. After what happened with the missing file, it was obvious things weren’t fine. Dream hadn’t said much since realizing the truth, but his silence spoke louder than any apology could. I’d proven my innocence, yes, but part of me still burned, not because of the misunderstanding, but because of Adrian. Adrian, with his smug smile and fake charm, had been slithering through the office like nothing happened. Every time I passed him, he offered a little nod, a smirk, or some careless comment about “rookie mistakes.” Every word, every fake grin felt like salt pressed into a wound I was trying to ignore. The rest of the staff noticed it too, the subtle tension whenever we were in the same space. Some pretended not to see it, while others lingered, whispering when they thought I wasn’t listening. B
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