Waking up to the persistent beeping of the alarm clock, I blinked against the soft morning light that filtered through the curtains.
It was Friday, a day typically met with relief, but today brought with it the weight of another meeting with our investor, Roman.
I reluctantly swung my legs over the side of the bed, feeling the cool touch of the wooden floor beneath my feet. After a quick shower, I moved through my morning routine with practiced efficiency, before settling on an outfit that I hoped would convey confidence amidst the turmoil I felt inside.
I slipped into a midnight blue gown that hugged my figure and reached just above my thighs, paired with a transparent, form-fitting pair of tights that accentuated my legs. After sliding my feet into a pair of elegant heels, I gathered my long, white hair and tied it securely at the back of my head.
