Jean has been working at Pierce & Pierce for nearly a year. Every day feels the same — glass walls, stale coffee, and the ever-composed silhouette of Mr. Bateman behind the blinds. She doesn’t really know him — only his suits, his voice, and the strange silences that follow his words.

She isn’t in love. But something still pulls at her. Or maybe it’s just loneliness.

New York turned out different than she imagined. Loud, expensive, impersonal. And yet — she stays.