I Started My Dream Job Today. On My Coworker’s Desk Was a Photo of My Husband.

I spent the entire morning convincing myself that this job was the beginning of a new chapter. A new role. A new office. A new team. I stood in front of the mirror for twenty minutes adjusting my blazer, telling my reflection that I finally belonged in a space this prestigious.

The workspace was a sleek masterpiece overlooking Midtown Manhattan, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, luxury coffee machines, and people who seemed confident before they even sat down. I felt like I had finally made it.

I thought I knew how