The morning at the company did not feel like a normal beginning for Caro, even before anything was said. It was in the way people avoided her gaze a little too carefully, in the way conversations lowered the moment she walked past, as if her presence itself had become something that carried weight. She tightened her grip on her bag as she moved through the corridor, forcing herself to breathe evenly. "It's just another morning," she whispered under her breath, but the words felt weak, like they didn't belong to her anymore.
