Aria
I looked down at the stack of paperwork in my arms, the numbers swimming slightly on the paper as I tried to make sense of it all. The columns, the calculations, the graphs—it felt like I was staring at a page full of hieroglyphics.
But there was something about Tracy’s words that made me want to give it a try.
“Unless, of course… you can’t?”
My jaw tightened. I wanted to give it a shot. Maybe I could handle this, even if it was outside my usual work. I’d managed difficult tasks before. This was just another one—just… with a lot of math.
“No, um… I can do it,” I said, managing a small smile.
Tracy looked almost relieved, and her grin was genuine. “Oh, good. I knew you could handle it, Aria. Can you have the reports finished before we leave today?”
I nodded
