Twelve years in the same office. One sleazy betrayal. But Misty doesn’t cry. She doesn’t panic. She doesn’t crumble. She listens.She records.She makes a plan. In a world that expects women to stay quiet, Misty is about to show everyone how loud silence can be — and how fierce payback looks in heels. Have you ever given everything to a place, only to wake up one day and realize it was never going to give anything back? Yeah. That was me. My name is Misty. I’m 37 years old, a

I lost my job for doing something I knew was right — and the very next morning, everything I thought I knew about my future changed with a single envelope left on my doorstep. Have you ever had one of those days where the world seems determined to crush you? Where every step feels heavier than the last, and every choice feels like it could break you? I had one of those days — except for me, it started long before that night. I was only eighteen, but life had

It was one of those Sunday evenings that should have felt warm and peaceful — the kind where the smell of roast chicken and mashed potatoes fills the whole house and makes everyone feel safe and comfortable. My mother’s dining room looked perfect, almost too perfect. Candles flickered like tiny stars on the table, the silverware was polished so well it sparkled, and every glass caught the golden light like it was holding a little sun inside it. For a moment, just a tiny moment, I let myself believe the