After the CEO Betrayed Me, I Took Back My Life

Thirty days after I lost the baby, I walked back into the office.

To bury the grief somewhere it couldn't reach me.

To prove I was still the person I'd been before.

I volunteered for the hardest project in the company, pulling all-nighters to finish the proposal.

The morning of the presentation, I put on a crisp suit, ready for this.

I thought everything would go smoothly.

What I didn't know was that Drew Henson's secretary had spiked my water with a diuretic.

Warm liquid ran down my pant leg, dripping onto the floor one drop at a time.

She pointed at the mess I'd become and laughed.