The Wife Who Took Everything Back

Three years ago, I brought Vivian into the company.

From intern to HR director, I spoke up for her every time she got promoted.

The layoff list had 23 people on it.

I was first. She put me there.

"Wendy, I really had no choice." Her eyes were red. "It came from upstairs."

I said nothing.

Her phone buzzed. An Ins message.

Pinned contact, marked with a red heart.

The avatar was a man’s profile.

A dark blue plaid shirt.

The one I had ironed for Henry myself last night.

Henry was my husband.

I put the list back in my bag and stood up.

"Vivian, the shirt on your pinned contact—"