The number didn’t quite match,

and she noticed it before anyone else.

Hannah was reviewing a report at the end of the week.

Everything had already been checked.

Or assumed to be.

She wasn’t looking for anything specific.

Just reading through one last time.

That was when she saw it.

A single line.

A total slightly off.

Close enough to pass.

But not correct.

She traced it back.

A duplicated entry.

Easy to fix.

It was late.

Everyone tired.

The email already drafted.

There was a moment where she could have said something.

Highlighted the line.

Suggested a quick change.

Instead, she kept scrolling.

Closed the document.

The report was sent.

No one mentioned it.

The number carried forward.

Used in meetings.

Referenced in later work.

Each time, Hannah recognised it.

The same figure.

Slightly off.

Correcting it later would have meant going back.

Explaining why it hadn’t been raised earlier.

So she left it.

Weeks passed.

The report settled into place.

Accepted.

Integrated.

Unquestioned.

Hannah never spoke about it.

Not because it mattered enough to change anything.

Only because there had been a moment to act.

And she had chosen not to.

Now, when she reviews work, she pauses a little longer.

Not searching.

Just deciding.

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