My Boss Erased Her Pregnancy, But I Have the Ultrasound From the Future

I lived like a dog for a whole year for my pregnant director, Samantha Vance.

I did all her spreadsheets, drove her to prenatal checkups, and even had to wash her stained maternity underwear when she had bladder leaks in her third trimester.

She always promised me that once she went on maternity leave, her director position would be mine.

Yet, on the first day back to work after the New Year, she walked into the office wearing a skin-tight dress and stiletto heels. Her stomach was as flat as a board.

There was no baby. And my promotion announcement was nowhere to be seen.