Serena's Pov
The office had returned to its usual rhythm, but this time it felt different, lighter, freer. After the press conference, the storm that had threatened to swallow me seemed to pass. Instead of doubt, we saw support. Messages of encouragement filled our inbox, customers praised our honesty, and investors kept calling.
“Sales are up another twenty percent,” Bridget informed me one morning, almost bouncing with excitement. “People are even leaving comments saying they trust us more now.”
I smiled, though a part of me still held back. “That’s good. Let’s keep the momentum.”
The fact that we had settled things this fast after an issue came up made me feel like a conqueror though, and like there was nothing else that could bring me down. What else could it be?
But then, little
