Carmen was fuming, caught up in the heat of her argument and completely missing the sound of the bedroom door opening. In the end, she lost that fight, too. Only when she turned around did she notice Pearson, quietly standing by the closet.
“Rough day at work?” Pearson asked, his tone almost teasing.
“A bit.” Maybe it was because they’d gotten closer lately, but she let herself open up just a little. “Danderson promised me something and then changed his mind. Again.”
“Isn’t your cousin the boss there?”
“He is, but he barely gets involved with this kind of thing. If I run to him over something so minor, it just makes me look useless.”
Pearson lifted his brow, a knowing look in his eyes. “Worried people might say you’re pulling strings? Afraid they’ll start talking about you?”
Carmen had to admit, she really was. Office gossip could make everything so much harder.
He looked at her, calm as ever. “People only care about the results, not what you go through to get them. There are so many people who'd love to have your kind of connections but can’t even dream of it. If you can prove you’re good at what you do, no one will question how you got there. Why not use what you have?”
His words made something shift inside her. He was right.
“Maybe I’ll give it a try.”
Pearson just gave her a small, understanding smile and let it go at that.
…
A little poking around was all it took for Carmen to learn the truth. The show that had been bumped up to prime time? Turns out Danderson’s niece was the one behind it. It was all about connections. Everyone was leaning on somebody.
Simon gave her a sympathetic look. “Don’t let it get you down, Carmen. Things won’t always work out against us.”
But Carmen’s eyes lit up, determination reigniting. “Actually, Simon, maybe luck’s finally on our side.”
Fixing the issue turned out to be way simpler than she’d imagined.
Simon laughed. “Look at you. Not so stubborn anymore. Finally growing up?”
He nudged gently. “How are things with your husband? Everything okay?”
A blush crept up Carmen’s ears, but she tried to keep her cool. “It’s… fine, I guess.”
Simon could totally see through her attempt to play it off, but he let it slide. “Well, here. I got you a wedding present. Figured now was a good time.”
“Thank you!” Carmen said, her voice brighter as she bounced off, wedding gift tucked under her arm.
…
Right before the wedding, a thick blanket of snow covered the city. Carmen looked out at the world of white and realized Pearson had left ages ago.
Buena, standing by the window, sighed. “Pearson’s out there shoveling again. It’s freezing. Really tough work.”
“Wait, he has to do that every year?” Carmen asked, surprised.
“Yeah. His department always leads the way, gets out there first.”
Carmen nodded, only half-listening. She had plans to visit her parents that morning anyway.

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