Chapter 25: Same Day
Melody Pov Almost a year changed everything. And nothing. My company was doing well now. Not just surviving, not just being called promising by men who liked to sound generous while waiting for women to fail. We were growing. We had traction, expansion plans, real momentum, and enough investor confidence that people had finally stopped looking at me like I was a risk wearing lipstick. I should have felt steadier in that. Maybe part of me did. But Anton had never really been a problem I could solve with success. Over the past year, he had become better at control. Better at distance. Better at wearing that quiet, impossible composure of his like it had always belonged to him. In meetings he was measured. In public he was flawless. Around me he was respectful in the exact way I had as
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