"Well, well. Isn't this Bella Lambert, our former Technical Director? You seemed so confident when you walked out on us. What brings you back? Don't tell me you actually think the department can't function without you?"
Blair strode over and pressed down on my shoulder, pointing toward the tech department.
Through the glass walls, I could see everything clearly.
Apart from the director position, nothing had changed. Everyone was still there.
Blair's voice dripped with derision. "Did you really think you were so important? You had the nerve to brag about giving your team paid leave—but guess what? That very night, they came crawling to me, begging for forgiveness!"
The tech team's eyes met mine. One by one, they looked away, guilt written across their faces.
Including Lorna—the one I'd been closest to.
I understood. Getting fired right before the new year, losing their bonuses and salaries—it would've made the holidays unbearable.
