Harper Lawson — The Midnight Betrayal
At work, I had mistaken being consulted occasionally for having influence.
The therapist asked what I believed now.
“I believe I can make mistakes without surrendering the right to decide.”
“That sounds important.”
It was.
I made an error in a board discussion the following week, confusing two hotel renovation timelines.
Simone corrected me in front of everyone.
My face burned, and for an instant I heard Preston’s voice: See?