Kate’s POV

It’s been two years since that painful goodbye at the airport. Back then, I never imagined how my days would change. But here I am, standing at the grand opening party of a project I’ve worked so hard on. I can feel the admiring gazes of the guests, some of whom are warmly congratulating me, and others even offering to work with me on my next project.

The long black dress I’m wearing tonight makes me feel elegant and dignified. I stand tall, looking around the room filled with entrepreneurs, investors, and colleagues who have all come to celebrate this success. But beneath the glitter and the praise,...