The Missed Ending
[I wouldn't tell you even if there was any.
My appetite vanished, and I tossed the untouched food straight into the bin.
Come morning, I was ready to pass my duties to a talented designer.
However, as I opened my mouth to speak, there was Emmett, stepping out of the elevator with that familiar smile and a coat too small for him, the scent of citrus in the air.
I tried to shrink into the background, but it was too late. Chloe Harris, the designer taking over, her eyes suddenly brimming with tears, blurted out, "Ms. Patel, are you leaving us?"
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