Allegra.
Today was the day.
Kimberly may have netted me the opportunity with the modeling company, but I needed to put on my best face and ace this interview. I stood in the mirror looking at myself, a spark of determination in my blue eyes.
My hair was somewhat disheveled, but I would tame it. Everything needed to be perfect for today, because I wouldn’t get many chances like this. In fact, it was doubtful Kimberly could find another place at all, given my situation with the US.
Layla had been on my mind lately, right along with all of my worries that she wasn’t interested anymore. I frowned at myself, wishing I could stop obsessing over all of the worries swirling in my mind.
Grabbing a brush, I ran it through my hair for a while, then grabbed some of my make-up and started to apply it. My stomach was twisted into several knots over the Layla situation, but I needed to focus on this interview. Maybe once I actually got the job, she would be more excited.
