I wrap up by fixing my hair into a tight ponytail while standing in front of the dressing mirror. I straighten my outfit and give myself a once-over look. Perfect! I take my handbag, shove my résumé inside after I'm content with how I look, stamp my two-inch stilettos on the floor, and make a hasty exit.
I find my phone and contact Grace while strolling across the living room. Although I absolutely dread leaving the coffee business in her hands, I must do this. I need to. For my happiness and sanity.
Just as she picks up, I exit my condo and lock it, marching towards the lift. "Hi, bestie! Are you already at your prince charming's office?" She says, and her voice seems to be trotting.
"It is just 9:10, and my appointment with him is until ten. I am just leaving." I get into the lift.
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