Jake's POV
The office felt empty without her.
Too quiet.
Too still.
Like she had taken something with her when she walked out.
And in a way,she had.
I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair as I stared at the letter she had left behind.
It sat there on my desk, undeniable, unshakable.
Just like her.
I reached for it slowly, my fingers hesitating before finally picking it up.
The envelope was worn, the edges slightly crumpled.
She had been holding it too tightly.
Like it was the only thing keeping her steady.
Like I had already knocked her off balance, and this was the only proof she had to fight back.
I forced down the twist in my chest.
Then, carefully, I tore the envelope open.
Someone who had seen the whispers, the schemes, the carefully planted lies.
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