Eowyn’s POV
I sat cross-legged on the bleachers in the gym with Sam and Alexa, my tray of cafeteria food balanced precariously on my lap. The cafeteria had been too noisy, too chaotic for a proper conversation—especially since we had big news to talk about.
“So what did she say? Did you get it?” Alexa leaned in eagerly, practically bouncing with excitement.
I nodded, beaming.
“Oh my God!” she screamed.
The next moment, the three of us were squealing, jumping up and down like little kids on Christmas morning. We laughed and hugged until we couldn’t breathe.
“I’m so proud of you! I know you needed this job,” Alexa said, her voice full of genuine joy. But then, her expression changed, her shoulders dropping slightly.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
She gave me a small smile. “Nothing. I’m ha
