Returning to work wasn't easy for Stephanie, not only because she had a feeling she would be the subject of everyone's gaze, and that they wouldn't only be wondering about the consequences of ruining one of the department heads' suits, but also because they would be waiting for the slightest opportunity to remind her and, as if they were back in school, make fun of her for it. When the elevator doors opened on the seventieth floor, Stephanie took a deep breath and, with her lips pressed together, walked down the hallway that led to her legal assistant cubicle, feeling like Cersei Lannister in that Game of Thrones episode where she was forced to walk naked through the crowd, from the first step.
But nothing happened as she had imagined, and those who turned to look at her did so with the s
