It’s the weekend and Amelia is in Ryan’s home office, with Ryan. Ryan was going through some of the company’s reports that he’d gotten the previous evening while Amelia was still sourcing for a job. She hadn’t been joking when she’d told Ryan that she didn’t need his help to find one and thankfully, he’d left her to it, allowing her to find her way.
It was a bit late and Dora had gone to bed. Gretchen was also gone and it was just the two of them. The house was quiet in a peaceful kind of way and Amelia loved it. She’d just finished applying for yet another job, hoping to be called for an interview. In the past one week, she’d applied to about five different companies but it seemed even her experience from DCL wasn’t going to be enough to do the magic to quickly get her a job. Deep down, worry was beginning to set in that maybe she wasn’t as good as she’d always prided herself and maybe getting a job here in NYC was more difficult than in Texas. But then, it could also be that her ru
