I was more than pretty
Thriving, in fact, despite the wild swirl of speculation around me.
The day dragged on, the whispers never ceasing. Every glance from a colleague seemed to carry a commentary. Every passing footstep was a rumor in motion. And yet, amidst the chaos, I found a strange comfort. If gossip was this powerful, then perhaps it meant I had already won, in some unspoken, absurd, hilarious way.