She leaned over the desk and wrote: Today, I decided to be difficult.
"That's the 'Not-So-Nice' Lucy," Julian whispered. "The one who speaks her mind. The one who takes the promotion in London. The one who stops apologizing for taking up space." A Nice Girl Like You
The man, whose nameplate read Julian , didn't take the box. "We don't make mistakes, Lucy. That journal belongs to a version of you that hasn't happened yet." She leaned over the desk and wrote: Today,