Olivia's POVThe morning light poured through the bedroom window, casting a soft glow across the room. I stood before the mirror, adjusting the lapels of my blazer. The reflection staring back at me was composed, polished, but beneath the surface, a storm brewed. My fingers trembled as I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.This is it, Olivia, I thought, meeting my own gaze. Today is the day.My chest tightened as the enormity of the hearing weighed on me. I leaned closer to the mirror, whispering to myself, “You’ve got this. You’re strong, you’re capable, and you’re not alone. They won’t break you.”The door creaked open, and Ryan stepped inside, his presence filling the room with a calm I didn’t know I needed. His sharp eyes softened as they landed on me. “Nervous?”I smirked, though my voice betrayed me. “What gave it away?”He chuckled, stepping closer. “The way you’re gripping that blazer like it’s going to run away. Loosen up, Olivia.”I let out a shaky laugh and dropped my ha
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