Liora's POV
The Monday after my certification celebration felt strangely normal, especially after everything that had happened over the past nine months. I should have appreciated normal, but instead, I spent most of the morning trying not to think about the conversation Ezra and I never had the one I interrupted and the one that still lingered in the back of my mind every time I saw him.
I pushed the thought away and focused on the files spread across my desk because that was easier now and, for the first time since arriving in New York, I felt confident in my work. Passing the certification exam had given me something I hadn't realized I was missing. Proof, proof that I belonged here, that my success wasn't because someone helped me but proof that I could build something on my own.
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