C39 Love bombs
SYDNEY
The first thing I noticed when I walked into the building was the silence.
Not literal silence—the office buzzed with the usual clicks of keyboards and the low hum of conversations—but the kind that fell over a room when I entered. The kind that said, She’s back.
My heels clicked against the polished marble as I strode through the lobby, head high, sunglasses perched firmly on my nose
