NO ONE LOOKED AT SOPHIA MORALES TWICEI could be Santa on a sleigh riding through the sky and no one would notice .Gurls like me are hardly ever seen.I’m the one holding the elevator door open, the one picking up the folders someone else dropped. I’m “Thanks, uh… Sophia, right?” and “please will you be kind as to grab us coffees too?”I graduated top of my class—high school and uni, yet no one cares about that. I was like a mere fixer, almost a maid. If there were errors at work , I fixed them before our senior partners noticed. At Pierce & Pierce, the most prestigious law firm in the whole of New York, I was unseen but used as a rag to fix mishaps.“Sophia,” Catherine Brooks said without looking up, “the notes I asked you to make for me, I haven’t seen them until now.”I held back a sigh, “I already emailed them.”“Mmm next time I ask you to make notes, print them out and put them in my desk on time.”I nodded “I will,” I said, quietly.She looked at me and give me a putting smile
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