"I have to find a job! I can’t keep depending on anyone!" Vania stood in front of the mirror, her eyes staring at the reflection of a woman who looked stronger—despite the pain still aching in her chest.
Her hand reached for her phone, and she dialed a number she hadn’t touched in years.
"Revaldo... the old friend with all the tricks up his sleeve. But at least, maybe he can help me now," she muttered before pressing the call button.
The phone rang several times before someone finally picked up.
"Hello?"
"Revaldo, it’s me, Vania."
"Vania Montgomery? Or should I call you something else now?" his voice was casual, with a teasing edge.
"I need a job. Immediately."
Silence followed for a moment before a soft chuckle echoed through the line.
"Mrs. Montgomery, did I hear that right? You
