SELENA POV
I still couldn't believe it was actually launch day.
The past few days had been nothing short of completely, spectacularly chaotic and that was being generous.
Rosy Maurer was sweet in the way that certain people are sweet before they have a job to do. Off the clock, she was warm and funny and the kind of woman who remembered how you took your coffee. The moment training began, however, she became an entirely different creature. Precise. Relentless. Immovable. The kind of professional who had built a career on the understanding that excellence was not negotiated, it was earned, repetition by repetition, correction by correction, until the right way became the only way your body knew.
"Head raised."
"Shoulders straight."
"Elegant, Selena. Not stiff. There is a difference."
