They didn't say the decision out loud. They simply stepped into it. Quietly. Deliberately.
The table was hardly reserved for talking the following morning. It has become a workspace — structured, intentional. Not all of Aria's notes were lying around anymore. They had been divided into sections, with each page marked, and everything had been put in a place and purpose. Dating sorted in sequence. Names cross-referenced. Internal memos matched with approvals. It was no longer just information. It was a pattern. Lucien stood across from her, watching the transformation with something close to recognition. “ This is how you see it,” he said. Not a question. She looked up briefly and nodded once. He understood. Not the method it self, but the clarity driving it.
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