A R I A N A

I walked into Melendez Corp the next morning with my head held high, but my stomach twisted in knots, I didn’t miss the whispers started before I even reached the elevator.

"She’s here .."

"Slept with both Russo men..."

"Gold-digger...”

I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms, annoyance building up, I didn’t want to cause a scene or give them the satisfaction.

The elevator ride to my office felt endless, every second, I imagined more people talking, ...