calendar, August 31st. My last day. Marking it felt f

Rodriguez peeked over. "Don't tell

"My resignation letter is already typed up. I ju

very time David overlooks you for a promotion. You said it last year when he gave the waterfront project t

was different. This time, i

traight out of grad school. I didn't come for the reputation or the paycheck, I came for him. I had a crush on David since a guest lecture he gave at my university. He was brilliant, driven, and had a passion for s

, took on the projects no one else wanted, and endured the cutthroat competition, all for a crumb of his attention, a nod of his approval. I told myself his aloofness was just h

partner, walked in. He was a stoic man in his late sixties, always dressed in an im

rp. "The final schematics for the Ster

opped them off ten minutes ago," I said, my voice steady despite

s voice flat and dismissive. "Find th

I think I saw them. I borrowed them for a moment to cross-referenc

rming and sweet, with a smile that could disarm anyone. She had only been at the firm

softened instantly. "Ah, thank you, Emily. Good initiat

in my eight years here. He walked away without another glance in my direction. The con

y mistake that was his own. David had stepped in, his voice low but firm, and systematically dismantled the contractor's lies with cold, hard facts. He had protecte

ever seen in my dreams. He touched her arm lightly, a casual gesture of affection that spoke volumes. It was in that moment, watching him look at her with a warmth he never showed me, that the last of my ill

time, I signed it. The countdown had begu