REJECTED BUT CHOSEN

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th anxious and thrilled about my new position as a picture drawer. I clutched my sketchbook and donned my favorite blue

"Lila Carter? Seek out the elevent

anding at a large desk as the doors opened. He was tall, with emerald eyes that stared direct

uced himself as Ethan Blackwo

nly glanced at my hand as I extended it

air and said, "Show

rs, and my hands trembled a bit. Leaning closer, Ethan examined every page. For a m

ked. "Today is your fi

high with documents and large screens. People were conversing and painting. Ethan g

e it my all. Ethan gave me another glance, his green eyes keen as if he

pencils made scratches on the paper. I often saw Ethan strolling past and chatting with folks when I glanced up. He on

poster. After packing my things, I made my way to the elevator. There

d first day," with

ms cramped, and I felt lightheaded from his soapy, tree-like scent. His eyes locked with min

His voice was icy as he urged, "Don't be late tomorrow." After that, he left me standin

both significant and unwanted. I saw a shadow moving quickly across the street as I boarded the bus. Despite hav