LUNA'S POV
The morning sun streamed through the tall glass windows of my new office, golden rays reflecting off the sleek black marble floors. Everything looked perfect—on the surface. My dream was finally real: the company Jimmy and I had built from scratch was thriving, contracts were pouring in, and our name was finally being spoken in powerful circles.
But beneath that shining exterior, cracks were beginning to form.
I stood near the window, clutching a thick folder of reports. My stomach churned as I flipped through them, each page worse than the last. Three canceled contracts in a single week. Two delayed shipments that cost us a small fortune. And this morning, an anonymous tip that our most important investor was reconsidering their partnership altogether.
“This doesn’t make se
