Brandy’s POV
I fidget with the hem of my dress as I sit behind my desk in my empty office, a small smile playing around my lips. I’ve had so many compliments since I walked into work this morning, not just second glances but actual compliments. Rory rushed over to me when I walked in, gushing about how amazing I looked today, joking that she hoped I wasn’t heading for an interview at another company.
I had a meeting with the heads of the other departments earlier, and not one of the mostly male managers treated me any differently. I was still Brandy Fabbro, the go getter, the fierce ballbreaker, the . . . Dragon Lady. I laugh softly, no longer bothered by the name, seeing it for what it was always meant to be, a title of respect. I am the Dragon Lady, the community is my gold, the citize
