~Jennie’s~

“If we want to survive this quarter, we don’t need soft angles. We need bold ones.”

That’s Blair. Of course it is. Her stiletto heels click like clockwork against the mopped floor of the boardroom, and her fingers are slicing through the air like they’re drawing blood. She stands in front of the giant screen flashing mockups of some god-awful campaign tagline—"Power Is Genderless. So Is Legacy."

Ugh. Buzzwords.

I sit three seats down, pretending to flip through my notes, though my stomach is a boiling pot of cramps and tension. This isn’t even about strategy anymore. It’s about her making a point.

Me.

I am the point she’s...