Liora’s POV
The morning started the same way it usually did. A too early alarm. A half finished cup of coffee. My reflection looking like someone who had not fully recovered from yesterday’s long meetings or the embarrassing memory of Ezra kneeling in front of me with a first aid kit.
But the moment I walked into the office, nothing felt the same.
People nodded at me in the hallway. Some smiled. Some looked curious, like they were trying to figure out exactly why Ezra Reeve’s new assistant was arriving with slippers tucked into her bag and faint pink marks around her ankles.
I pretended I did not notice any of it.
I slipped into my office, set down my things, and took a deep breath. A new day. A chance to prove myself. A chance to forget how warm Ezra’s voice had been last night when
