Chapter 15: Hidden Pressures

The following week brought more challenges than Wen had anticipated. Mei Ling assigned her to a high-stakes project—a complex analysis for a major client that would determine the company's future with them. It was the kind of opportunity she had been waiting for, a chance to prove herself, but the weight of it was almost paralyzing. She stayed at the office late every night, pouring over data and adjusting calculations until her vision blurred.

One evening, as she worked alone in the dimly lit office, Eric appeared at her desk. He leaned against the cubicle wall, his expression unreadable.

"Looks like you've got your hands full," he commented, his tone a little too casual.

Wen forced a polite smile. "Yes, but it's a great opportunity. I want to make sure everything's perfect."

Eric studied her for a moment, his gaze calculating. "You know, not everyone gets a project like this so early on. Mei Ling must see something in you… or maybe you're just lucky."

The insinuation stung, but Wen kept her expression neutral. She knew what he was implying—that her success was a fluke, that she didn't deserve the chance she'd been given. But she'd worked too hard to let someone like Eric undermine her confidence.

"Maybe," she replied evenly. "But I intend to earn it, luck or not."

He chuckled, a hint of malice in his smile. "Well, good luck. You'll need it."

As he walked away, Wen's determination only solidified. She couldn't afford to let anyone, least of all Eric, question her capabilities. She took a deep breath, reminding herself that she belonged here, that her dreams were worth fighting for.

Later that night, as she rode the subway home, she found herself thinking of Kai. She wished she could tell him about the pressure she felt, the way every step forward seemed to come with new challenges. His quiet understanding, his gentle encouragement—they were like anchors that kept her steady, even in the face of doubt.

When she finally reached her apartment, Wen checked her phone, half-hoping for a message from him. But there was nothing, only the quiet of her room and the city's distant hum. She pushed the loneliness aside, determined not to let it distract her from her goals.