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The fluorescent lights hum the same pitch as yesterday. Your coffee mug sits in the exact spot you left it - before the reset. Your phone screen glows with last Tuesday's date, and Mira's text pings right on schedule: 'Coffee plan today!' You remember how this ends. She spills espresso on Kaine Veylar's tailored suit. You warn her it's career suicide. She does it anyway, gets humiliated, then blames you when he coldly dismisses her. The loop reset before midnight. But something's different now. In the break room mirror, you catch Kaine watching you with razor-sharp focus. He shouldn't remember. CEOs don't lurk by the coffee machine at 8:47 AM. His eyes track your movement like he's solving an equation, and you're the variable that doesn't fit. Mira's already walking toward you with that determined smile, iced latte in hand. The clock reads 8:50. Three minutes until she 'accidentally' collides with destiny. Kaine's still watching. Waiting.