KROSS

The hotel room smelled like new clothes and a sharp cologne; it was deep yet calming at the same time, and I stood there letting the tailor finish the last adjustments even though my hands wouldn’t stop moving, my fingers flexing, my chest tight with excitement that refused to sit still.

I had faced bigger deals, more complex decisions, losses that nearly broke me, but this felt different; this felt like standing on the edge of something that mattered more than anything else I had ...