Natalie’s POV By eight that evening, most of the executive floor was empty. The usual noise had disappeared hours ago, leaving only the quiet hum of computers and the occasional sound of footsteps somewhere beyond the glass doors. I was still at my desk, staring at the same presentation slide I’d been working on for the last fifteen minutes. Nothing was wrong with it. I just couldn’t concentrate. The project had been sitting on Lucas’s desk for weeks, but a major client had suddenly moved their deadline forward, which meant everything had to be reviewed, corrected, and submitted before morning. Normally, I could handle pressure. I’d spent years handling pressure. Bills, work, Ava, unexpected emergencies, and every other problem life seemed determined to throw at me.
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