GUILT AND LOVE

ALANNA

I sit in the boardroom, my stomach churning with a mix of guilt and sorrow. The room buzzes with excitement, everyone congratulating Brad. His smile is wide, a picture of fulfillment.

I can’t stand that I’m not happy for him, especially since he’s always been so kind to me. But my heart aches for Nolan. He lost the CEO position because he moved the launch date for my fashion show. It was all my fault.

Brad catches my eye, and I force myself to approach him. My steps feel heavy, my insides twisting with dread. “Congratulations,” I mutter, the words tasting bitter on my tongue.

Mrs. Raina’s laugh cuts through the air, sharp and derisive. “Quit being a hypocrite, Alanna. We all know you wanted Nolan to win.”

I feel a flush of anger rise, ready to snap back, but Brad intervenes. “It’s fine, Alanna. I’m sure you made the decision you thought was best.”

Mrs. Raina’s smirk widens. “Of course, she did. She chose the man she’s having an affair with.”

The words sting like a slap. I can’