We Were Inevitable
One way or another, Melody Critchfield is going to get her “happily ever after.”
A few years out of college, and Melody is overworked and underappreciated…but like the idealist that she is, she doesn’t mind. The nonprofit she works for is doing a lot of good in the world, so what does she care if it comes at the expense of her sleep, her relationships, or her mental health?
When an opportunity comes along to spend a year working for a partner organization, Melody is torn. Should she stay put, move to Germany to work at her dream job, or accept a teaching role in Turkey?
And that’s where you, dear reader, come into the picture. Melody’s choice is left up to you, starting with where she should be and what job she should accept. From there, more choices will come, down to which trope she should play out with her love interest. Will it be instalove? Friends-to-lovers? Enemies-to-lovers? Do you love the drama of a miscommunication or prefer to keep things a little more low stress?
It’s all up to you. Rest assured, Melody will find her happy ending. But how long it takes her to get there – and which route she will take – is entirely in your hands.
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“It’s not that you don’t do good work, Melody. I just need to see more commitment from you. Do you really want to be here? Do you really believe in the mission of EduPowerment?”
Her mouth was totally dry as Melody Critchfield nodded her head. “Of course, Mr. Richards. It’s so important to me, what we’re doing here. I mean, creating opportunity for women around the world…that’s the dream, and I’m not exaggerating. I get so excited when I think about what we’re doing here that I can hardly contain myself sometimes.” She tried to stop herself from fidgeting as she stood in front of his desk. From the expression on his face, it was clear she was rambling. But she couldn’t stop, and she meant every word of it.
Mr. Richard’s lips raised at the corners, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. “That’s great to hear. You know, we often have issues retaining our newer employees, especially the female ones—I’m not trying to be sexist, it’s just the truth. It’s refreshing to hear from someone who gets it as much as you do.“ He settled back at his desk, the desk he had inherited from his mother along with her flourishing non-profit. “I’m just going to need to see that ‘belief in our mission’—” He’d actually lifted his fingers to make air quotes when he said that. “—translate into your showing up at work on time a little more regularly.”
“I understand, Mr. Richards, I really do.” Now Melody’s palms were sweating. Between that, the knot in her stomach, and her mouth that was getting drier with every word she spoke, she was experiencing the trifecta of an-authority-figure-is-expressing-disappointment-with-me anxiety. But she deserved it, and that’s what made it even worse. “I left my apartment with plenty of time to make it to work, but I just…I should have checked the news. I didn’t know that part of downtown was closed, even the sidewalks, but I should have left even earlier. I promise you it won’t happen again.” She’d sleep under her desk every night of the week if it meant avoiding another confrontation like this.