The Cubicle Chrysalis
Mira Chen stared at the blinking cursor on her monitor, willing it to magically populate her spreadsheet with the elusive insights her boss demanded. The harsh fluorescent lights of the open-plan office buzzed overhead, a constant reminder of another day trapped in corporate purgatory. She sighed and pushed her glasses up her nose, glancing around at her coworkers. Most were gathered around Ethan’s office, drawn like moths to the flame of his booming laugh and exaggerated gestures. Mira’s stomach clenched as she caught sight of Zoe in the center of the group, her perfect white smile gleaming as she regaled them with some anecdote. ...