You ended it.
Or it ended you.
Either way, the emails are professional now.
The project handoff is clean.
Nobody in HR should have a reason to call you in.
Yet when you walk past the glass conference room on the ninth floor, your chest still registers something old.
Not always longing.
Sometimes dread, sometimes heat, sometimes a blank pause you hate.
The affair is over at work.
It is not over in the architecture of your week.
This article explains why office affairs linger in memory longer than people expect.
It is not encouragement to restart what you closed.
It is a map of triggers, habit, and unfinished feeling inside a place you still have to enter five days a week.
