People had hugged me.
Someone had ordered champagne.
My hands had trembled when I received the news.
I had worked for that promotion for years.
Long days.
Early mornings.
Weekend calls.
Airports.
Presentations.
Deals that almost collapsed.
Clients who demanded impossible things.
I had done everything.
And when I finally earned it, the first person I wanted to tell was Nathan.
I had imagined walking through the front door and finding him waiting for me.
I imagined him pulling me into his arms.
I imagined saying, “We did it.”
Because I had always believed my success belonged to both of us.
I had been wrong.
Margaret looked at my ruined hair.Hair Care
“You don’t need that promotion.”
I looked at her.
“You’re right.”
She smiled.
I continued.
“I need my dignity.”
Her smile disappeared.
Nathan stepped closer.
“Sofia, don’t start.”
“Don’t start what?”
“A fight.”
