Left on Read, Left for Good

After my fifth failed promotion to management, my mother called again, urging me to come home for marriage arrangements. In the past, I would have flatly refused, but this time, I calmly agreed. It was only because after losing out to my nemesis once again, I was seething with indignation and wanted to ask my boyfriend—who happened to be my boss—what this was all about. But I accidentally overheard his conversation with someone else. "Savannah is someone you've watched grow step by step. Why did you vote for others in several promotions?" Nathaniel scoffed.

After my fifth failed promotion to management, my mother called again, urging me to come home for marriage arrangements. In the past, I would have flatly refused, but this time, I calmly agreed. It was only because after losing out to my nemesis once again, I was seething with indignation and wanted to ask my boyfriend—who happened to be my boss—what this was all about. But I accidentally overheard his conversation with someone else. "Savannah is someone you've watched grow step by step. Why did you vote for others in several promotions?" Nathaniel scoffed.