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CHAPTER 28 : The Pressure

Auteur: Pen Stone
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-07 20:02:28

==Elliot==

"They moved the interview up. To next week."

Delilah went still.

"Next week? That's it. That's in seven days."

"I know."

"But you said three weeks. You had time to prepare."

"I did. Now I don't."

I stood and started pacing, my mind already racing through everything I needed to do.

Revise presentation. Update research data. Prepare for questions.

Seven days. Impossible.

"Elliot?" Her voice pulled me back.

"Sorry. I'm just. This is important. This grant funds my research for the next f
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