LIV’S POV
It had been a week since everything had shifted in my life. The hum of normalcy had returned, but I knew deep down it was only an illusion. My relationship with Kaelon had intensified.
I woke up early this morning, a mixture of anticipation and nerves swirling in my stomach. The office had become a haven of sorts for me—a place where I could lose myself in design and creativity, even if the underlying tension of my personal life lingered like a shadow.
As I entered the office, I was greeted by the usual buzz of activity. The lights overhead flickered on, casting their cold, sterile glow on the polished floors. It was early, but the office was already awake, full of people hustling and bustling around. I settled into my desk, the familiar sound of my heels clicking softly as I
