When she offered to schedule an interview, I said yes immediately.
That night, I sat in silence, the offer letter glowing on my screen. While Vivian polished her silver and planned her spectacle, I prepared for mine.
The Birthday Party
The ballroom gleamed like something out of a magazine. Chandeliers threw light across linen and glass, and Vivian floated through the room greeting guests as if she were royalty.
Lauren watched me like a hawk. Ryan scrolled his phone between forced smiles. I answered polite questions about military life, my voice even, my heart steady.
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