BRAN’S POV*

Weeks passed, and the day of the new city hall bidding was here. My team and I had worked our asses off for the past weeks in hopes of getting a fitting result.

The air in the hall was thick with anticipation and nervous energy. I adjusted the edges of my suit jacket, my heart beating a steady rhythm against my ribs.

Months of relentless work, countless late nights fueled by coffee and determination, this was the moment: the ...