The next morning, I woke up feeling… clear.
Not calm.
Not settled.
Just… clear.
Like something had shifted during the night, even if I couldn’t fully explain how.
I got out of bed, moving through my routine with quiet focus. No overthinking. No lingering hesitation.
Just action.
By the time I stepped into the office, I had already made a decision.
No more confusion.
No more half-measures.
Whatever this was, it needed to be handled directly.
“Ava, you look… different.”
I glanced at Lila as I set my bag down. “Different how?”
“Like you’ve either figured something out… or you’re about to make a questionable decision.”
“Maybe both.”
Her brows lifted slightly. “That’s not reassuring.”
“I’m not trying to reassure you.”
“I can see that.”
I pulled out my laptop and sat down. “I’m
