Layla feels her heart picks up. Her hands become sweaty, and she looks around when she feels like going out in panic. She's nervous. She wants to vomit.
She doesn't know if she's ready to see him. But this is her work. She has to be professional. The interview is due next week, and if this is extended more, there will be no other time to talk to Sir Paul again.
She has to calm down. She has to finish her work. She has to be professional.
"Calm down, Layla. This will just be short and easy. You have done this before. Gosh, you even interviewed the principal! You can do this. It's just Sir Paul," she talks to herself, breathing in and out, controlling her breathing until she finally calms down.
"Layla."
However, it's just short-lived. Her heart leaps.
Layla jerks upon hearing that voi
