I drove toward the company, my mind completely elsewhere.
I was so lost in my head that I blew right through two red lights before I even realized what I'd done.
By the time I stepped onto the elevator headed for the CEO's office.
The second the doors slid open, I froze.
Standing right in front of me was a sharp, high-definition birthday standee of Sophie.
The walls were plastered from edge to edge with her posters, and fan light sticks were set up all around.
This CEO's office was always a stark, minimalist space.
Now it was bursting with bright color, all because of her.
He'd actually put her posters up here.
This blatant, unapologetic favoritism burned like acid in my eyes.
All the years we'd been together, he'd made me stay low-key, keep our relationship completely under wrap
