Third person's POV
Liora rose from her front-row seat when the host called her name. The movement was unhurried, controlled, almost too calm for someone suddenly carrying the weight of an entire project. Her blazer caught the overhead lights as she stepped into the aisle, and her tall frame drew several immediate glances. Even the researchers who had been whispering moments before paused, their eyes tracking her as she walked.
She didn’t look nervous. At least, that was how it appeared from the outside. Her posture stayed straight, her expression steady. Each step felt intentional, the way someone who understood the seriousness of the moment would move. And yet nothing about her body language hinted at fear. If anything, she looked like someone who belonged on that path between sea
