Lireal sat on the edge of her bed, on her phone scrolling for job listings. Her fingers fidgeted with her hair as she tried to ignore the pain in her back from where the flour had hit. The more she thought about what had just happened, the more her blood boiled. The thought of marrying into the Blackwells and being stuck with someone she didn't even know made her skin crawl.
As she was about to put down her phone, an email notification popped up on the screen. Her heart skipped a beat as she read the subject line: "Interview Opportunity with Blackwell Enterprises." She hesitated for a moment, her fingers trembling as she opened the email. It seemed that one of the recruiters at Blackwell Enterprises had come across her resume and was interested in meeting with her. A small part of her was
