Smashing Luxury Just To Fire You
Language: en
It was supposed to be a new start. I was moving into an apartment closer to the office, sweating through my silk blouse as I hauled heavy moving boxes alone. When I called my boyfriend, he told me he was "stuck in a high-stakes meeting with a legacy client." My cousin, Tiffany, leaned against her pristine SUV, watching me struggle with a look of pure, unadulterated schadenfreude. She had spent the better part of a decade waiting for me to fail. "Look at you, Jo. Lugging your own life around like a pack mule," she drawled, her voice dripping with artificial sympathy. "Where’s that charming…