JULIAN'S POV
An email confirming my resignation from The Morrison Group had just arrived. As I stared at the screen, absorbing the official language that marked the end of my tenure, a profound sense of finality washed over me.
Moments after, my phone rang, and I noticed it was the HR department calling. They conveyed their well-wishes and gratitude for my contributions, their words polite but tinged with genuine regret. They wished me success in my future endeavors.
After the call ended, I knew it was time to face the reality of my decision. I had chosen to leave behind a job that had once held great promise, and my belongings now filled boxes that cluttered my living space.
As I sealed the final box with tape, I resolved to see Olivia one last time, to bid her farewell. I understood
