CHAPTER 35: CANDID ADVICE FROM MIA
ZARA:
I opened the details, my heart racing. Sure, their salary offer wasn't nearly as massive or life-changing as the astronomical paycheck the Stormfang Group was about to give me. But that wasn't what caught my attention. The real kicker was what they were offering: they wanted me as a designer. They wanted to build my career, put my art out into the world, and let me do what I actually loved.
Unlike Stormfang, where I was just going to be a glorified secretary—trapped playing assistant to the billionaire CEO who looked at me like I was nothing more than a charity case he pitied.
Standing there on the busy sidewalk, the phone felt heavy in my hand. I was completely torn. Part of me screamed to just take the Stormfang money, secure my dad's drugs, a
