Bonds
Chapter 67
Chapter 67
-Maya’s POV-
The cacophony of construction filled the air – hammering, sawing, drill whines echoing through the uast putted space. Amidst the chaos, I
stood frozen, a lone island of calm in a sea of activity.
People scurried around me like busy ants–construction workers in hard hats, electricians wrestling with wires, a team of painters meticulously applying a coat of crisp white to the exposed brick wall. I barely registered their presence, my mind lost in a whirlwind of thoughts.
“Amaya?” Ms. Edwards‘ sharp voice cut through my fog. She stood beside me, her clipboard clutched in one hand, the other resting on her hip. “Come on, earth to Amaya. Let’s see what you think of this.”
I blinked, forcing myself back to reality. This was it. The moment of truth. After weeks of planning, mood boards, late nights spent poring over blueprints and fabric swatches, the redesign was finally taking shape. A nervous flutter rose in my stomach.
“Right, sorry,” I mumbled, forcing a smile. “Sure, what is it?”
She gestured towards the center of the room, where a team of workers were assembling a massive structure. It looked like a giant metal frame, but the details were still shrouded in scaffolding and tarpaulin.
“That.” She announced with a flourish, “is the centerpiece of our open floor plan – the collaboration hub.”
“Collaboration hub?” I repeated, peering at the skeletal structure. “Explain?”
Her smile widened. “Ah, yes! The heart of this new design. It’s a multi–level platform, essentially. We’ll have different sections dedicated to different types of collaboration – brainstorming zones, breakout areas for smaller meetings, even a quiet zone with soundproofed pods for
focused work.”
My eyebrows shot up. “That’s actually a great idea,” I admitted. “I remember suggesting dedicated quiet zones during the initial meeting with
Mr. Thorne.”
A hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. “Indeed you did,” she conceded. “And a great idea it was. Mr. Thome was quite impressed with
your suggestion, you know.”
cheeks flushed a faint pink. “Really?”
it during our last call. He even
and focused work
comment on how much he liked my idea. Back then we each did our own thing so we didn’t
at the different levels. Up here, on
was taking shape. I could picture it – a clean, minimalist space bathed in natural light, a perfect stage for showcasing
a level,” She continued, leading me towards another section
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chairs, maybe even a ping pong table for
was unexpected, but I liked the idea. A touch of fun
creativity.
the structure, “we have the quiet zone. Soundproofed pods, comfortable ergonomic chairs, perfect
options, soundproofing materials, ventilation systems. It wasn’t just about aesthetics; it
is all fantastic,” I enthused, genuinely impressed with the level of detail and thought that had gone
well without your input. You have a real
to be appreciated then. faint cough cut through our conversation, and I turned to see a
“The electricians need to know where to run the wiring for
screen.
H
with
needs to run…”
over the blueprints for a few minutes, discussing wire placement and outlet configurations. I took the opportunity to wander around the rest of the space,
windows bathing the interior in natural light. Demolished cubicle walls had been replaced with sleek glass partitions, allowing for visual connection while maintaining
a team of workers was busy constructing a small kitchenette. Modern stainless steel appliances gleamed under the harsh
curving my lips. It was starting to feel real, this vision we’d meticulously crafted on paper, I could
spaces.
back to a time when this was what I wanted to do for him. Alex had always been impersonal when it came to work and I tried but eventually let it
I forced myself to refocus. There was still a lot to be done. We needed to finalize furniture selections, choose color palettes for the different zones, and address any
if on cue, Ms. Edwards reappeared beside me, the blueprints now neatly rolled up and tucked under her arm. “So, Amaya,” she began, her voice brimming with enthusiasm, “what do you think about the progress so far? Any
genuine smile gracing my lips. “Honestly, Ms. Edwards, I’m impressed. It’s exactly how
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