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Sara’s POV After the confrontation at the mall, and the conversation we had after, Zack and I found a new rhythm. His apologies were genuine, and for the first time, I felt like we were moving forward together. Conversations that once felt forced now flowed naturally, and the walls between us began to crumble. Our mornings started with coffee together, a simple yet meaningful ritual. One morning, as we sat at the breakfast table, Zack looked up from his newspaper and asked, "Sara, what do you think about the new project at work?" Surprised by the question, I paused. "Which project?" "The merger with the international firm," he said, setting down his paper and giving me his full attention. I took a sip of my coffee, considering my response. "I think it's a great opportunity for growth