ETHAN'S COMPANY
Ethan sat in the sleek, modern conference room, his gaze fixed on the exit as employees filtered out after the meeting.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ethan noticed Lisa lingering near the back of the room. She stood apart from the others, her posture uncertain, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her blouse. She looked like she was debating something internally, her hesitation evident in the way her gaze darted from the floor to Ethan and back again.
Ethan raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He leaned back in his chair, giving her the space to decide if she wanted to speak.
When the last employee left, the door closing softly behind them, Lisa finally stepped forward. Her movements were hesitant, each step seeming to take effort, as if an invisible weight were holdin
