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CHANNING The underwater room is breathtaking. Walls of glass stretch from floor to ceiling, revealing a vibrant, limitless world beneath the ocean. Mika stands at the edge of the room, her hands lightly pressed against it, her eyes wide with amazement. The soft glow of the water bathes her face in blues and greens. And finally, since we got here, she looks genuinely happy. I keep stealing glances at her, glad to see her smiling again. When we first walked in, she was still holding on to whatever she was feeling after seeing her ex. I could see it in her eyes, the way her shoulders slumped, and I felt terrible for her. I wanted to cheer her up, distract her, or do anything to make her forget him—at least for a while—but I felt like I was failing and didn't know what else to do. I fin