"Camila, are you even listening?" her assistant's voice cut through her fog of thoughts during a Monday morning meeting.

　　"Sorry, what?" Camila glanced up, trying to anchor herself back to reality.

　　"Your 3 PM with the investors? They want your final decision on the proposal," her assistant pressed, eyebrows raised in concern.

　　"Right, of course. Just reschedule it for me, will you?" Camila replied, her voice flat, her usual assertive tone replaced by ...