Emma's POV In the evening, the office was transformed, adorned with streamers and fairy lights, and the gentle hum of conversation filled the room. Soft music played in the background, and the table in the center groaned under the weight of the elaborate spread Ryan had arranged—finger sandwiches, delicate pastries, sparkling wine, and, of course, a cake with “Thank You” written in elegant icing. The scent of food wafting through the air. The clusters of colleagues were already mingling, laughing, and raising their glasses. The party was a whirlwind of activity. James was so excited to see the decorations and food. He was the only child at the party, so he sat down at one table with his favorite snacks and an Oreo milkshake that Kate already ordered for him.I stood by the doorway, watching the scene unfold, unsure of how to feel. This was supposed to be a farewell for me, a quiet goodbye from my colleagues who had become friends over the years, until Ryan came, but Ryan, in his us
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