{Selena’s POV}

“Fired…” The news shattered me.

My mind felt like a cushion filled with pins. “How?” I was fired. Fired from Red Loom, the one place where I had finally eclipsed Lisa. Fired because of her, because of that smug little princess who thought walking in with her new money and husband meant she owned the world.

The words rang in my head as I stood in the center of the design floor. Whispers swirled around me, staff shifting uneasily as if my very presence burned them now. A week ago, they fawned, laughed at my jokes, begged for my approval. Today their faces were masks, eyes darting away,...