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“I hope you’ve learned your lesson, young lady,” he said firmly. “I want you to take a seat.” Her father gestured to a chair, and April sat. She was trying to keep her face impassive and maintain her calm, but that tiny splinter of anger had worked its way under her skin, and it wasn’t going away. “Now that you’ve finally come to your senses, I’d like you to look at this position,” he said, pushing a folder of notes to her. “I’ve also emailed everything you’ll need for your new job.” “New job?” she echoed. “Yes,” he said, smiling. “I’m authorized to offer you an ambassadorship. It’s only for a very small country, but they are important. I’m sure you can’t wait to get started.” April watched her father with complete disbelief. He kept talking, encouraging her to open the folder of note
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