Chapter 6: The Unnamed ThingThe air in the office had changed. It was no longer charged with the threat of imminent warfare, but with something far more delicate and unnerving: a fragile, watchful truce.The morning after their late-night argument, Elara arrived to find a fresh cup of coffee on her desk. Dark roast, no sugar. Exactly how she drank it. Leo was already in his corner, his back to her, feigning intense interest in his monitor. He didn’t acknowledge the gesture, and she didn’t thank him. It simply was. An unspoken peace offering. #LoveVsEgoTheir project meetings became a bizarre pantomime