Jiyeon smiled faintly, her heart swelling with gratitude. Yura might be cold and calculating with others,
but with Jiyeon, there was always a hint of warmth beneath the icy exterior. It was Yura's way of showing care without softening her hardened edges.
"I'm holding up," Jiyeon replied, though the fatigue was evident in her voice. "But this project... it's everything. I can't let it fail."
Yura's eyes softened ever so slightly, a rare glimpse of the woman beneath the strategist. "It won't fail," she said with quiet conviction. "You've put too much of yourself into this for it to crumble now. And with the support we've secured, it's only a matter of time before we see this through."
Jiyeon nodded, feeling a sense of reassurance she desperately needed. Yura's confidence was infectious, a steady force that kept her grounded even as the pressure mounted.
