Rivka spent the weekend in a quiet, unsettled calm, feeling a quiet sense of curiosity as the days passed.
She chose to ignore Jayden's messages.
Not because she had nothing to say, but because his sudden, unfamiliar anger had created distance between them, something she could not yet understand, but felt forced to respect while she tried to figure out what had changed.
On Monday morning, she walked into the office and immediately sensed that something was wrong.
It was heavier somehow, more fragile, as if everyone was screaming something without opening their mouths.
Rivka walked through the hallway carefully, every step measured, afraid to disturb the fragile balance.
However, the looks from her colleagues felt like sharp blades, making her feel more isolated than ever before.
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