Melomiri

Eight Years in This Seat

Language: en

"Sarah, your position has been eliminated." The HR manager slid a folder across the table toward me. I stared at her, stunned. "Me? But I'm the lead on the Nexus Core system—" "Marcus made the decision," she cut me off, her tone flat. "He said anyone can take over the project." My mouth opened, but no words came out. She was already looking down at the next file on her desk. "You get three months' severance. Sign here." I looked at the text on the page. Eight years. I had given this company eight years of my life, and this is what it was worth.

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