My life keeps getting better, one achievement after another. What's that? You're asking about my former company?

That company that stole my work? It no longer exists.


We swallowed it whole.

On acquisition day, I walked into that building. Now, it was my company.

I pushed open the glass door to the engineering department. The layout remained exactly as I remembered—tables, chairs, benches—nothing had changed.


But people's circumstances can change dramatically.

I walked into that conference room—the same one where David had once asked if I was there to take minutes.


Sarah followed me in. "How do you plan to use this space?"

I considered for a moment.

I thought of all the women like me who had faced gender discrimination.

"Convert it into an incubator," I said. "Specifically for women entrepreneurs. Free office space for the first year, mentorship program, and direct channels to VCs."

"That will cost us significant money."

"I know," I said. "But we need to do it anyway."

Because revenge brought me here, but hope is what I'm building now.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, San Francisco stretched out beneath our feet.