As she walked out of Jude's office, Annabel felt a sense of purpose as the new title of partner weighed heavily on her.
Her stride had changed and she now walked with confidence on the smooth marble floor.
Outside, the city that had once been a bewildering overwhelming labyrinth seemed to hum with a common goal.
In this place people built things, had dreams and realized those dreams. She was now a part of that.
The elevator’s numbers flashed by as she descended to her floor resembling road signs.
Her office's soft hum was a pleasant sound as the doors opened. It was her own world, a blank canvas.
The cool leather of her chair was a familiar comfort as she sank back into it. On her desk, her laptop remained open, its screen a glowing canvas.
The blinking cursor was still waitin
