The marble lobby of the Jefferson Grand gleamed beneath soft morning light. Guests in pressed suits checked in at the counter. Behind them, I stood in uniform—not military this time, but my new role: Guest Services Manager.
The furnished apartment upstairs overlooked the city. It was peaceful, silent, mine.
Every morning, I walked to work past the reflecting pool, coffee in hand, feeling lighter with each step.
Within months, I was promoted. I led a team that respected me for what I’d done, not for who I married. My photo appeared in a business magazine under the headline From Service to Success: The Leadership of Captain Maya Bennett.
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