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... on sun. The bay sparkled like someone had scattered diamonds across it, but she barely noticed. Her mind was still in that conference room replaying Carla’s smile, the way the words "we’ll be in touch very soon" had landed like a promise instead of a brush-off.
She felt good. Really good. Not the fake "I crushed it" kind of good, but the quiet kind where you know you showed up as yourself and it was enough.
She checked her phone no new emails yet. Of course not. It had only been ...
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