The city outside was quiet.
Lights still burned in several distant office towers. I wondered how many people were still working late behind those windows, just as I once had.
My thoughts drifted to the moon on my wedding night three years earlier.
The moon had been huge and full that night. Beneath it, my stepmother kept pouring me drink after drink until I blacked out on the floor.
Back then, I believed my life was over.
The next morning, I put on a white suit and arrived at the stock exchange's event hall on time.
The crowd of reporters was several times larger than it had been at the first ceremony.
This time, reporters called to me from every direction.
"Ms. Bennett, over here!"
"Congratulations, Ms. Bennett!"
"Nora Foods is going to break records today!"
At exactly 9:30
