My Parents Warned Every Employer Not To Hire Me—Grandma Had Already Prepared For That

before I could respond.

Then another person approached.

Then another.

Business cards. Handshakes. Quiet apologies.

“I’m so sorry. I believed him.”

“Your grandmother would be so proud.”

Daniel appeared at my side, a glass of sparkling water in his hand.

“How are you holding up?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I think I’m still processing.”

He smiled gently.

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