*Grace*

The workweek had kicked off to a bustling start, with the anticipation of an upcoming event filling the air. My heels clicked against the polished surfaces as I stepped through the hallowed halls of the museum and headed to the kitchen, a place that had become a haven of sorts in the chaos of the day.

Around me, colleagues chattered excitedly, their voices blending into a symphony of activity that resonated throughout the ancient building. The very walls ...