The meeting had just wrapped up. The conference room was still buzzing with the faint aftereffects of the discussion, a final wave of tension hanging in the air. People were packing up, some chatting quietly with colleagues, others flipping through notes, already mentally moving on to their next task. I was no exception, gathering the scattered papers in front of me, glancing at my phone for the time.
But there was something different about today. Something that felt off, just a little, though I couldn’t put my finger on it.
As I folded my notes and pushed my chair back, I glanced up to see Ram standing near the door, his figure casting a long shadow across the floor. I paused, my hand still resting on the pile of paperwork in front of me. I had almost forgotten he was there, still in th
