Nicole’s POV
The office smelled of roasted coffee and rain. The weather had decided to match her mood — stormy but pretending otherwise. She tapped her pen against the edge of her notebook, waiting for someone to notice the new intern sitting awkwardly at the edge of the open floor.
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