Wren's PovI stared at the paper in hand; from what I was seeing, it was obviously a fashion house. Was this going to be taken out of my salary or... I grabbed my phone; if there was someone who knew the corporate world, it was Anna.“Hey,” I whispered the minute she picked up the call.“Wren, I was just about to call you. How are you?” Her voice was loud, chirping. “How did it go? Did you get rejected again?” I heard a chuckle over the phone.A frown formed on my face. “Are you out?” I asked.“No, I am watching a show,” she muttered. It sounded like she was shuffling on the other side of the call.“Okay,” I muttered, fidgeting with the paper that was in my hand.“So, did you get rejected? What did they say?” she asked, sounding too eager.I cleared my throat. “I wasn’t rejected...”“You weren’t?” Her tone dripped with disbelief.I nodded before clearing my throat. “Yeah, I was...
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