Mirela
“What?”
I stared at Arlene in disbelief, her words ringing in my ears. She wanted me to step down? Step down from the position I had worked tirelessly to build and maintain?
A bitter laugh escaped my lips - unbelievable and mocking - meant to mask the sheer shock.
“You’re definitely not serious,” I said, my tone laced with scorn as I leaned back in my chair.
Arlene stood beside me and Daisy, a small smirk playing on her lips before quickly vanishing as she turned toward Eric. He was, as usual, preoccupied with yet another matter, but still somehow managed to give her his unwavering attention. He had always been like this - prioritizing Arlene over Daisy and me.
Her unyielding stare cut deeper than any insult. She didn’t blink, didn’t waver. Her message was clear: she wasn’t jo
