Looking back, Bright…
you were so beautiful,
like a gift that God suddenly dropped in front of me,
without ever praying for it.
— Emma
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Emma glanced out the window as rain poured heavily, creating a soothing rhythm on the office roof. Just as she settled into her desk, Bright emerged from his office, his gaze focused on Emma. His expression held a seriousness that piqued her curiosity.
"Emma, can you spare a moment?" Bright's deep voice echoed in the office.
Ninna shot Emma a concerned look, but Emma simply nodded and followed Bright into his office. The atmosphere inside was different from the usual interactions. Bright seemed contemplative.
