The morning began like any other, deceptively calm. The sound of computers, the shuffle of papers, the quiet murmur of voices — all ordinary. But the moment I sat down at my desk, a subtle unease settled in my chest, prickling like static across my skin. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, yet my mind kept drifting back to Jayden’s office, to the weight of his gaze from yesterday, to the invisible thread that seemed to tether me to him.And then it happened.
A sharp ping of an incoming email dragged my attention back. A client had called — their shipment delayed, the presentation later that afternoon in jeopardy. My pulse quickened. Panic twisted in my stomach as I skimmed the email. This was serious. This was… catastrophic if mishandled. And I knew Jayden would notice, would expect perf
