Gavin Carter was a powerful CEO in Portwell, notorious for his icy demeanor. At every corporate reception, I stepped in and drank on his behalf. "Ms. Ross can really hold her liquor. No wonder she's Mr. Carter's right-hand woman!" "She's definitely going places." No one knew I wasn't doing it to get ahead. I did it because Gavin had a chronic stomach condition, and even a few drinks would leave him in pain and unable to sleep for hours. We had been together for 7 years, yet he had never made our relationship public because he said he didn't want his private life interfering with work. Then the new intern began posting photos of their private get-togethers all over her feed. Gavin claimed he couldn't stand women who were always snacking, yet he had treats delivered to her at the same time every day. Another snack delivery from the CEO. I'm so spoiled. He couldn't stand high-maintenance women, yet he rescheduled her department's performance review so she could sleep an extra 30 minutes. The CEO said I get to be the exception. How lucky am I? Coworkers piled into the comments to tease them and offer their congratulations. That was when I realized that making a relationship public didn't get in the way of work after all. I liked her post and handed in my resignation letter.
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