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1 leaned my head back.
it play
There is something about that song that feels like a quiet confession.
Like wanting something without saying it out loud.
I smiled.
Just a little.
Ridiculous.
The city blurred past the window.
Meetings lined up in my head like files waiting to be opened.
Strategies.
Statements.
Decisions.
And somewhere between all of that-
Marcus.
I found myself wondering what he had planned.
He had been… careful lately.
Intentional.
Quieter than usual.
Not distant.
Just… deliberate.
I tapped my fingers lightly against my thigh.
Caught myself smiling again.
Stopped.
Refocused.
Work first.
Always.
By the time I got to the office building, I had already mentally solved half the retail case.
The rest would fall into place once I saw the full report.
I stepped out of the car.

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