Six months later, I was standing backstage at a product launch for a new project.While my assistant was fixing my cuffs, she noticed the mechanical watch I was wearing.The dial had been repaired.The cracks were still there and noticeable, even though they had been filled with a gold-colored material.Despite that, I felt the golden touch made it even more personal.“Mr. Thornton, it’s time for you to go onstage.”I nodded.The stage lights were turned on.This time, nobody was late.The lights did not have to be dimmed several shades for Levi’s sake.My name was cast on the giant display.[Zaire Thornton, Head of Research and Development.]The audience applauded.I stepped onto the stage for a product demonstration.The livestream camera swept across the crowd.Acara was seated in the very last row, with my sisters next to her.They did not try to contact me, nor did they try to force their way backstage.After the event, a reporter came to me.“Dr. Zaire, what ins
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