Amy
Forty days.
That was all that remained until graduation.
Forty days until everything changed.
The number sat in the corner of my planner.
Circled.
Highlighted.
Impossible to ignore.
For months, graduation had felt distant.
A future version of my life.
Something waiting far ahead.
Now?
It felt close enough to touch.
And for the first time...
That scared me.
The feeling followed me into Crane & Rogers.
Into meetings.
Into emails.
Into every moment of the day.
Because graduation wasn't just an ending.
It was a beginning.
And beginnings were terrifying.
Even good ones.
Especially good ones.
"Amy."
I looked up.
Grace stood beside my desk.
Holding a folder.
Smiling.
Which usually meant work.
Or wisdom.
Sometimes both.
"You free for lunch?"
I blinked.
"With y
