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t cozy bedroom. She snuggled deeper into her blankets, savoring the warmth and com

ke. The shrill ringtone pierced the air, making her groggily reach for the devi

bled, her voice h

s crisp and professional. "Goo

n, and she sat up straight, rubbing t

ome," the voice announced, sending a

anticipation. "Oh, wow!" she exclaimed, trying to s

you for an interview on Monday morning at 9 am," the voice

shouted, "Yes, ma'am!" four times, not rea

ent. She rushed into the small cozy sitting room, where he

e exclaimed, bouncing up a

iles on their faces. "That's amazing, Liza!" h

she was walking on air. She called her

g. "Hey, girl! What's up?" she as

in her excitement. "I got the interview a

the phone. "Oh my God, Liza! That's amazin

f confidence. "Thanks, Helena. I

wash over her. She was going to give it her all, to show

nticipation. Liza spent hours perfecting her portfolio, making

ror, her heart pounding with excitement. She took a deep

he would take the first step