Ethan spent days trying to fix it.

Every call ended the same:

“We’re sorry… this decision comes from above.”

Meanwhile—

Emily sat on a terrace overlooking the park, a warm cup of coffee in her hands. Her father sat across from her.

“Do you regret it?” he asked.

She thought for a moment, then smiled.

“No.”

“What did you learn?”

She looked out at the clearing sky.

“Never stay where you’re made to feel small.”

He raised his cup.

“To that.”

She clinked it.

“And to starting over.”

He smiled.

“Our tech division needs a new director.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Director?”

He nodded proudly.

“You helped build his company. You can build something better.”

Emily looked at the skyline.

A new chapter was beginning.

And this time—

no one would underestimate her again.