Chapter 45

Dallin found himself as the last candidate in the interview line. Waiting with bated breath, his nerves were on edge. This interview held their final hope for securing a livelihood, and he was determined not to rely on his parents for support.

Having graduated from college, it was their time to forge their own paths. Dallin closed his eyes briefly and took a deep breath, attempting to calm his racing heart.

"You can do it, Dallin," he whispered to himself, offering his own encouragement. Soon enough, his name was called, and he adjusted his coat before walking into the interview room, clutching a file in his hand.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Dallin Fjorn. Please take a seat," the interviewer greeted him. Dallin recognized the person before him, the same one who had stirred butterflies in his stomach at Ederic's birthday party. The familiarity puzzled him—why was this person here? Confusion clouded his thoughts.

Observing Dallin's puzzled expression, Ryan couldn't help but feel a sense of sat