By the time Diana reached the end of that week, she was no longer guessing. The pattern had revealed itself too clearly to ignore, and the quiet frustration she had been managing turned into something more grounded, something sharper. She didn’t feel overwhelmed anymore. Instead, she felt focused. Whoever was behind it had expected confusion, distraction, maybe even panic. What they hadn’t expected was for her to step back, observe, and decide she was done reacting blindly.That was how she found herself standing in front of Henry again, not by accident this time, not because he appeared uninvited, but because she chose it. She sent the message herself, short and direct, leaving no room for misinterpretation. He agreed to meet just as quickly, as if he had been waiting for that moment all along.When she arrived, he was already there, seated, calm as always, his presence carrying that same controlled composure she had come to recognize too well. For a brief second, Diana studie
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