The Discarded Wife's Genius Comeback

into NovaSynthetics. Long days, longer nights. It felt familiar, like the early days with GenL

e ground up, answering to no one but my own vision. My team was sma

' s alienation a constant ache in my heart. I sent him letters, gifts for birthdays and hol

. Secured Series A funding from a sharp, insig

' t just see the science; he saw the passion, t

ip or mutual acquaintances I couldn' t entirely avoid. GenLife

ader everyone thought. Cassandra was a ch

ons. The company culture, once collaborative and innovative (a culture I h

d my own battles to fight

r. Mark, before Cassandra, before the success. The hopeful young sci

s had worked hard their whole lives, saved diligently. It wasn' t a fort

e you sure, Sarah? This

eplied, smiling. "

hen, tight. "I wo

n my brightly lit office. He had. In e

When his first major research project hit a funding wall, she' d vanished, deeming him a bad investment

p name, welcomed her back with open arms. He seemed to forget her earl

ails. He needed to believe he' d done it all himself, with Cassandra as his muse. My seed

. Mark had looked at me, a strange expression on his face. Not

ars of my life. It was over. The pain was still there, a dull th