Excerpt
PROLOGUE I ALREADY TOLD this story once. Kind of. A while back, I wrote a book about what happened. About the company, the lies, the trap I walked into, and the way I clawed out. But I didn’t name names. I played it safe. I changed the names and muted the details. I was scared, honestly. Scared they’d sue me. Scared they’d come after me. Scared they’d win. But here’s the thing: They don’t own me. And they never did. This is the director’s cut. The real version. The one where I say what happened, who did it, and why I walked away. I’m not changing the names. I’m not softening the blows. I’m not going to pretend this was just a “bad experience” or that “not everyone was like that.” This is a...