Third Person POV
The week had flown by in a blur of meetings, spreadsheets, and late night coffee. Monday through Wednesday, we moved with machine like precision. Knox was all business, stoic, focused, and utterly unreadable. If he shared anything with Sienna outside of the office, he didn’t show it. Not even a glance that lingered too long. No sly smirks. No secret smiles. Just a cool, professional demeanor like nothing between them had ever existed.
Each morning, he walked into the office with Trevor and Susan by his side. Susan, the embodiment of order and execution, had every detail at her fingertips before the questions were even asked. Trevor, the numbers genius with the soul of a stand-up comedian, kept the energy in the room light but efficient. Together, the four of them powere
