“Petra, get over here!” The voice boomed sharply from beside them, filled with a thick mixture of rage and wounded pride.The sudden command cut through the lively chatter that had been flowing among the engineers as they walked out of the company building.Petra stopped mid-step, the smile that had been lingering on her face fading into a calm but guarded expression.Slowly she turned around to face the direction of the voice, and there he was, Pete, marching toward them with anger blazing across his face, his strides long and aggressive as if every step carried the weight of his wounded ego.He looked nothing like the confident man he once presented himself to be.His hair was slightly disheveled, his shirt collar loosened as though he had been pulling at it out of frustration all day, and his eyes burned with a restless agitation that made it obvious he had lost control of the situation at his company.“Pete,” Petra said calmly, a faint smirk appearing at the corner of her lips as
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