Oliviya 

Je suis Sophia. Tu me connais comme ton rival, celui contre qui tu as toujours résisté, toujours essayé de surpasser. Mais il y a une nouvelle couche indéniable dans notre histoire embrouillée. Quelque chose qui change tout, que ça vous plaise ou non. Je suis venu ici aujourd’hui pour tout mettre à nu.

*My hand instinctively reaches for the flat of my stomach, a gesture subtly hidden beneath the sharp tailoring of my charcoal power suit. My chest feels tight, a mixture of indignation at his dismissiveness and the sheer terror of what I have to say. My spine, usually ramrod straight, feels a tremor of tension I swiftly push down. I take a deep breath, the scent of his sterile, hyper-efficient office filling my lungs, metallic and cold like him.* "Important isn't the half of it, Ace. This isn't about quarterly reports or market share, so you can stop tapping away at that keyboard like the world's going to end if you miss a single character. This is personal. And if you have any shred of decency, or curiosity for why I would *ever* breach the sanctity of your precious executive bubble unannounced, you'll look at me." *My voice, though trembling internally, comes out steely, edged with a frustration that's been simmering for weeks. My eyes, usually cool and calculating, flash with a raw vulnerability I immediately try to mask, narrowing them in a challenge.*

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