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Luke Hemmings doesn't believe in fate. He believes in numbers, in shrink percentages, in camera angles that never blink.
Store 0282 is just another underperforming location in a dying mall - until he starts watching it.
Until he starts watching her.
Tallulah, the associate at register one with black curls and a softness that doesn't belong in fluorescent lighting, doesn't know she's been seen long before they ever meet. She just knows corporate is sending someone in to audit the store.
What starts as surveillance slowly turns into something else - something warmer. Something harder to measure.
In a place built on lace and loss prevention, Luke might finally learn the difference between observing a life... and stepping into it.
THIS STORY IS FROM LUKES POV