In my second week, I made a mistake.I entered a set of window measurements backward and only caught it during review.Noah put the drawing on my desk and pointed it out."This needs to be remeasured.""I'm sorry.""Can you finish it this afternoon?""Yes."I took the equipment and headed out. At the top of the stairs, I turned back."Will this affect the schedule?""It'll delay some of the drafting, so we'll fix it today."His tone was even.No laugh, no sigh.I nodded and went downstairs to measure it again.When I got back, Noah had already organized everyone else's records.He took my data, checked it, and signed off on the form."Done."Just that one word.I sat back down at my desk, still gripping my pencil.In the past, whenever I made a mistake, I'd first have to guess how many people knew, whether it would get brought up, whether Lily would mimic me at the next dinner.This time, no one mentioned it again.That night, I got a call from an unknown number.It was Mom."Don't han
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