Forces are thinning
Rose strode purposely into the office, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floors. As she passed by the front desks, she noticed a few furtive whispers hush suddenly, some gazes darting away nervously as she raked the room with a piercing stare.
Something was going on here and Rose intended to get to the bottom of it. Ever since she'd started seeing Blake, her usually no-nonsense demeanor had begun softening into something her staff had never seen before: vulnerability, compassion, and dare she admit it - happiness. While it unnerved them at first, most eventually welcomed this warmer leadership style. Lately though, the dynamic had shifted.
Settling into her sleek leather chair, Rose considered the observation Blake had shared last night and now, her corporate partners commenting on her "personal transformation". This went beyond standard office chatter into invasive territory.