Chapter 45

Calliope flipped through a few pages. It was cutting-edge AI neural algorithm stuff-well-argued, solid as heck, basically flawless. "This is really well written." "It's from your boyfriend's current girlfriend," Michael smirked, tugging at the corner of his mouth. "What? Feeling a little salty now?" Calliope knit her brows slightly and closed the paper, setting it aside. "He's not my boyfriend anymore." Michael raised his brows in mock surprise. "Oh? Got dumped, huh?" His tone was biting as he gave her a once-over. "Well, makes sense. She's got the brains, the skills-why would he stick with you? What, trying to shine yourself up with me so you can win him back?" "It's not like that," Calliope shook her head, voice steady. "I've just... wasted too much time. I want to pick up what I left behind, actually learn things properly." Michael looked into her clear eyes. No trace of the old immaturity-just a calm, determined resolve that felt like she'd burned her bridges and was ready to start