Outside, the city could have been anywhere—an expanse of muted neon and sleeping traffic—but on the calendar on her phone, a single entry pulsed: 26/06/2019. It was circled in her memory, the day a project began that had folded itself into everything since: tension, laughter, a small victory and then the slow, steady accumulation of compromises. She had arrived that day unprepared in a way she rarely was—dress crumpled, time misread, nerves a live wire—and what should have been a simple client meeting had become a lesson in human unpredictability.