The weeks following the exposure of Dr. Harper's corruption were a whirlwind of activity. James and Emily found themselves at the center of a storm, managing both the fallout and the ongoing operations of their organization. The investigation had strengthened their resolve, but it had also taken a toll on their team.
One crisp morning, the sky a clear expanse of blue, James and Emily walked through the gardens. The leaves were falling more rapidly now, covering the ground in a blanket of autumn colors. The air was cool, with a hint of winter's approach.
"It feels different now," Emily said, her voice tinged with sadness as she gazed at the changing landscape. "Like something has shifted permanently."
James nodded, his expression thoughtful. "We've been through a lot. The team has been amazing, but I worry about the strain this has put on everyone. We need to find a way to rebuild, to heal."
