Nia stepped into the office, dressed in a blue sheath dress, her heels clicking softly on the polished marble floor as she made her way toward the testing lab. The usual hum of her team's chatter floated down the hallway, but today it felt distant, like white noise buzzing at the back of her mind. Her thoughts were stuck in the aftermath of her confrontation with Zack the previous day. The tension between them was still fresh, still unsettling. She tried to shake it off—today wasn't about Zack, wasn't about their complicated history. Today was about the game, about Pixelwave, her priority and the issues that needed to be fixed if they were going to make it to the launch date.