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Sara’s POV Days turned into weeks, and the atmosphere between Zack and me began to thaw. Our interactions, once marked by tense silences and cold shoulders, started to show signs of warmth, albeit small and infrequent. Each morning began with tentative attempts at conversation. At first, it was awkward and forced, but gradually, we found common ground. It started with the little things. Over breakfast, we'd talk about our schedules for the day. "So, what's on your agenda today?" Zack asked one morning, breaking the silence that had settled over our shared meal. I looked up, surprised by the question. "Um, just the usual. Sorting documents, paperwork. Nothing too exciting," I replied, trying to keep my tone casual. He nodded, taking a sip of his coffee. "We’ve got a meeting with the b