POV EMMA
The sunlight streamed into my room, waking me from the sleepless night I had endured. The reality of my unjust dismissal from Parker Technology still weighed heavily on me like a stone in my chest. I knew I needed to move forward, so I forced myself to get out of bed and face the day.
Miranda Stevens was already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. Her blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders as she gracefully moved around the kitchen.
“Are you ready to face the day, Emma?” she asked, her voice cheerful.
I sat down at the table and sighed deeply. “I have no choice, Miranda. I need to find a new job as soon as possible.”
As I savored my coffee and a slice of toast, my phone rang. An email from Parker Technology for my contributions to the company flashed on the screen. I delete
