C7 7:30 AM – Closer Than Yesterday

Skylar stepped off the private elevator at exactly 7:28 a.m., two minutes early on purpose.

She’d worn the navy dress again—the one that fit like armor, professional but feminine, with a thin belt that cinched her waist. Hair down today, long auburn waves brushed smooth over one shoulder. Minimal makeup, just enough to hide the fact that she’d tossed and turned until 3 a.m.