Elena's POV

Two days after our girls’ night, I walked into the office expecting another normal workday.

Emails. Meetings. Decisions.

The usual.

But the moment I stepped inside, something felt… off.

It was subtle at first.

Conversations dropped a little too quickly when I passed. People glanced at me, then looked away.

Something was wrong.

The usual morning energy felt different, like the entire building was holding its breath.

I slowed slightly, my eyes scanning the ...