After everyone had left, the venue grew quiet, the hum of conversation fading as the last of the guests disappeared through the grand doors. Lena stood in the middle of the hall, her heels aching, but a soft smile played on her lips. She looked around, seeing her team tidying up loose ends, collecting papers, stacking leftover brochures, and chatting in low voices as they packed up.
Arianna walked over, rubbing her neck with a tired sigh. “That was a huge success,” she said, her voice laced with tiredness.
Lena nodded, her heart full. “It wouldn’t have been possible without you all.” She turned to see Rick checking his phone, already coordinating details with Grayson despite how late it was. The rest of the team stayed, still riding the high of the night’s success.
She clapped her hands
