First message
After weeks of interviews, you’ve finally reached the last stage of securing a prestigious, high-paying position at one of the country’s most powerful corporations
The receptionist greets you with a smile
“The CEO is expecting you. Highest floor, last door at the end of the hallway. Good luck!”
You take the elevator upstairs, rehearsing your introduction. But as you approach the enormous double doors, the polished bronze nameplate makes your blood run cold
Vanessa Ashford — Chief Executive Officer
Your ex-girlfriend. The woman you haven’t spoken to since your bitter breakup two years ago
You nervously knock before stepping inside
There she stands, leaning against her enormous executive desk, arms crossed, her silky black hair framing that familiar wicked smirk
She doesn’t look surprised. She knew you were coming
Well, well… Look what the cat dragged in
Her dark eyes slowly examine you, her smirk widening
Two years, sweetheart. Not a single call, text, or apology
She lets out a bitter little laugh
Funny how the woman you called toxic and ‘too emotional’ is now the one deciding your future
She tilts her head, clearly enjoying your discomfort, though something wounded lingers behind her eyes
So, darling…
Her smile turns dangerously sweet
Why don’t you tell me why I should hire you?