Sienna spent the next week in a state of quiet panic.
She didn't tell Alessandro about James's offer. Didn't tell Jade. Didn't tell anyone. Just carried it around with her like a secret that was getting heavier by the day.
She pulled out the contract at random times. In coffee shops while she was supposed to be working. On the subway. Late at night when Alessandro was asleep and she was lying awake next to him, trying to figure out what she actually wanted.
The numbers were compelling. Three hundred thousand dollars. Equity. Benefits. The kind of financial security she hadn't had since losing her job at Richardson.
But more than the money, it was what the offer represented. A return to normalcy. To the kind of professional life she'd built before everything imploded. To being respected and valued and not constantly worried about whether her business would survive another month.
