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Chapter 98

Auteur: Josephine Mbanefo
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Lilith’s Pov

I checked my phone one last time before heading to bed. Nothing from Emily. Not even a missed call.

Still, I smiled to myself. I had my gallery now. My own space. My dream come true.

So I did what any sane, excited person would do, I opened my job groups and freelance boards and made a post:

"Looking for a reliable assistant to join me in launching a brand-new art gallery. Serious inquiries only. Interviews begin soon."

It felt surreal even typing that.

After that, I dropped my phone, slid under the covers, and let the excitement buzz in my chest as I drifted to sleep.

My life was finally… moving. For once, forward.

****

The next morning, I didn’t even reach for my phone. I hopped out of bed, practically dancing into the bathroom. Took my bath. Did my hair. Brushed my teeth. Pulled on my gym clothes. I had a good feeling about today.

But when I finally checked my phone, I nearly choked.

Over a hundred messages. Emails. Notifications from the post I made.

“Oh my goodness,”
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