*Ashley*
I stand in front of the mirror, adjusting the collar of my blouse for what feels like the hundredth time. Today is a big day… my art consulting company is finally launching, and I’m filled with a mix of excitement and nerves. Alexander, my bright-eyed little boy, is playing with his toy dinosaurs in the corner of the viewing room, blissfully unaware of the whirlwind around us.
“Mommy, look! T-Rex is chasing the little one,” he squeals, and I can’t help but smile at his enthusiasm. I turn back to the mirror, giving myself one last pep talk. “You’ve got this, Ashley.”
As the clock ticks closer to the start time, their is a knock on the door to my small establishment… which is just a smallviewing room and an even smaller office but it is all mine. My heart flutters. I rush to ans
