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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.”

a faint pink.

He specifically mentioned it during our last call. He even said something about appreciating the balance between

and focused

specifically comment on how much he liked my idea. Back

look at the different levels. Up here, on the top platform, we’ll have a dedicated presentation area. Large projector screen, sleek modern

could picture it – a clean, minimalist space

She continued, leading me towards another section of the frame, “we have the

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even a ping pong table for some creative

but I liked the idea. A touch of fun could go a long way

creativity.

base of the structure, “we have the quiet zone. Soundproofed pods, comfortable ergonomic chairs, perfect for those times

wasn’t just about aesthetics; it was about

that had gone into the design. “The mix

have a real

and I turned to see a young man standing awkwardly a few feet away. He wore a hard hat and

me, Ms. Edwards?” he asked hesitantly. “The electricians need to know where to run the wiring for the presentation

screen.

H

a smile still lingering on her face. “Of course, Michael. Let’s see…” She pulled out a roll of blueprints and began studying them with a practiced eye. “The projector will be mounted on the ceiling, right here,” she pointed to a specific spot on the plans, “so the

needs to run…”

and outlet configurations. I took the opportunity to wander around the rest of the space,

natural light. Demolished cubicle walls had been replaced with sleek glass partitions, allowing for visual

workers was busy constructing a small kitchenette. Modern stainless steel appliances gleamed under the harsh lights, and a row of sleek bar stools sat waiting in

myself, a satisfied smile curving my lips. It was starting to feel real, this vision we’d

spaces.

when this was what I wanted to do for him. Alex had always been impersonal when it came to work and I tried

done. We needed to

Amaya,” she began, her voice brimming with enthusiasm, “what

genuine smile gracing my lips. “Honestly, Ms. Edwards, I’m impressed. It’s exactly how I envisioned

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