The following Monday, I was back in the office, this time armed with questions and a determination to dig deeper. I’d spent the weekend poring over the documents, trying to decipher the legal jargon. My head was spinning with terms like ‘fiduciary responsibility’ and ‘perpetual agreement.’ I needed clarity, and I needed it now. The lawyer greeted me with the same professional smile, but I noticed the slight tension in her shoulders. “Laura, how can I help today?” she asked, her voice smooth and practiced. “I need to understand what I’m signing up for,” I replied, meeting her gaze directly. She nodded, reaching for a folder on her desk. “We can go through it together,” she offered, flipping it open to the first page. “This section outlines the obligations…” she began, but my mind was already racing. I needed to know who was pulling the strings, who held the power in this arrangement. And most importantly, what it all meant for my future.
