C32 Pushed to the edge

Daphne

The morning sunlight barely filtered through the office blinds, and already I felt the familiar tightening in my chest. Another day at Nickolaou Holdings, another day under the weight of expectations — my own, my bosses’, and now, increasingly, his. Antonio.

Every step I took, every document I touched, every glance I stole toward the glass-walled offices down the hall