ISABEL
I arrive at BDS Partnership at 1:55 PM, five minutes early. I’m professional, prepared and in control, that's the version of myself I need to project today.
I'm wearing a different suit—charcoal grey this time, perfectly tailored, with a white silk blouse underneath. My hair is pulled back in the same sleek bun and my makeup is flawless.
Sarah greets me with a knowing smile.
"Good morning, Conference Room B, Ms. Queens. They're expecting you."
I thank her and walk down the now-familiar hallway, my heels clicking with steady precision.
I can do this, I've prepared for this and I know exactly what I'm going to say. I stop outside the door, take a deep breath, and push it open.
All three of them are already there. Ares sits facing the door, and his face lights up when he sees m
