Sade’s Point of View
The cold January air nipped at Sade’s skin as she stepped out of the car, the city’s bright lights bouncing off the icy pavement. The Westin Hotel stood tall against the Chicago skyline, its grand entrance illuminated by golden light spilling from the revolving doors. Inside, some of the most brilliant minds in pharmaceutical and medical research were gathered to celebrate a year of groundbreaking advancements.
She tugged her long coat closer, taking a deep breath as she steadied herself. It wasn’t nerves—she was used to these events by now—but tonight felt different. Maybe it was the weight of all she and Cheryl had accomplished, or maybe it was something else entirely.
As Cheryl and Robert flanked her on either side, she felt their quiet confidence bolster her own
