More Than A Favor

Chapter 38
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My heart skipped a beat. Even though my feelings for him had been shattered, ten years of affection didn’t simply disappear
overnight. Just hearing his voice stirred something deep within me
Would Maya mention that she was on a call with me? If she did, what would Logan say? Would he take the phone and try to talk
to me?
“I... I’m looking for a high spot to take some video footage,” Maya replied quickly, her voice steady but cautious.
Logan didn’t respond immediately. After a long pause, he finally nodded and muttered a quiet, “Carry on,” before walking away.
Maya waited until he was out of earshot before speaking again. “Ms. Hart, I didn’t tell him it was you. I figured you wouldn’t want
to talk to him. Am I right?”
I let
out a short, dry laugh. “You handled that well.”
She chuckled softly. “I thought so. I’d feel the same way if I were in your shoes.”

With that, she resumed running and eventually climbed onto the Ferris wheel.
Maya had chosen the perfect spot–the highest point in the park. Through the video feed, I could see the entire amusement park
illuminated under the lights. At first glance, it didn’t look bad. But upon closer inspection, the base color of the lighting was
completely wrong.
The original design featured a blue gradient, meant to evoke the feeling of an ocean transitioning from the stillness of night to the
first light of dawn. It was supposed to be soft, ethereal, and full of life.
Now, the entire display was a flat, deep shade of blue. While the color itself was rich, it lacked the subtlety and soul the gradient
was meant to create. Instead of being dynamic and captivating, it felt heavy and lifeless.
“Ms. Hart, that’s the overall view,” Maya’s voice came through the phone. “I’m not sure if the issue is with the contractor or the
lighting manufacturer.”

“Have you spoken to both parties? What did they say?” I asked.
“The contractor insists they followed all the specifications we provided. The manufacturer claims the lights were built exactly to
our requirements. Neither of them is willing to admit there’s a problem, so I don’t know who’s at fault,” Maya said, her frustration
evident.
She hesitated for a moment before continuing, “Ms. Hart, I really think you should come back. I know you’ve poured your heart
into this amusement park. You wouldn’t want something like this to ruin everything, right?”

Her words tugged at me. She wasn’t wrong. I had put so much effort into this project–every detail had been carefully planned,
and I didn’t want it to fall apart now.
“Alright,” I said finally. “I’ll come back.”
Maya let out a relieved sigh. I didn’t say anything more before hanging up the call.
Afterward, I immediately booked a flight back. As I reviewed the aerial details Maya had sent over, 1 realized the problem was
even more significant than it initially seemed. The lighting was a key feature of the amusement park–its very soul. If we didn’t fix
it, the entire expérience would fall short of
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The next morning, I woke early to pack my luggage for my 9:00 a.m. flight.
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As I dragged my suitcase into the courtyard, Chloe spotted me. “Elaine, you’re up early today. Are you doing your yoga again?”
she asked with a warm smile.

Over the past few days, I had developed a routine of practicing yoga In the courtyard every morning. Chloe had taken to
reminding me to be careful not to strain my arms, legs, or back, always looking out for me like a mother figure.
“No yoga today,” I replied, walking up to her.
“Mrs. Sutton, I have to go back.