The next morning, I woke before my alarm, my nerves already humming with anticipation. I stared at the ceiling, trying to convince myself that today was just another day, that I hadn’t just agreed to take on the most significant role in my father’s empire. But the reality was impossible to ignore. I was about to walk into my father's company as the CEO, a role I had neither asked for nor prepared myself for. Yet, here I was, ready to face it.

I pulled on a sharp black pantsuit, adjusting the blazer in the mirror. My eyes looked colder than usual, sharper. It was as if the weight of the position had already begun to change me. I welcomed the change. I needed to be someone different. Someone who wasn’t still broken over a failed marriage.