Jane's POV The following morning, the office felt… off. Not in the usual sense of unfamiliarity that accompanies a new place. Instead, it was as if a space I had always known suddenly regarded me through a different lens. I sensed it right away as I walked into the lobby. The security guard greeted me with an actual smile. The receptionist, who typically barely acknowledged me, called me by name. And two women loitering by the elevators fell silent when they spotted me, hastily pretending they weren’t chatting at all. I slowed my pace, acutely aware of the shift. It wasn’t a cold reception, nor was it truly warm. It was… a heightened awareness. By the time I reached the creative floor, that feeling shadowed me, persistent like a following spirit. People nodded as I passed. Someone called out, “Good morning, Jane,” with a tone that communicated curiosity instead of apathy. Jayden was waiting at my desk, sporting a cheerful grin. “You’re famo
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