Sophia's POV
The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime. I stepped out, still unable to believe I had survived the first meeting with Damien Blackwood.
My pulse had finally slowed, but every few seconds I caught myself replaying the moment our eyes met across his office.
He had recognized me. I knew he had. Yet he had looked at me as though we had never met. Maybe that was for the best.
Whatever had happened in Room 2808 belonged in the past. It had been one reckless night. One mistake. Nothing more. Nothing less.
I tightened my grip around the employee folder Mrs. Reeves had given me.
"Miss Bennett?"
I looked up. A woman in her early thirties approached with a warm smile.
"I'm Olivia Grant." She extended her hand. "Senior Communications Manager."
I shook it. "Sophia."
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