#Chapter106
Chances
WESTLEY
/"SO, HOW WAS it?/" I asked my agent Mark about my manuscript. The anticipation was killing me. It still sounded bizarre to me that I was able to write a whole book while dwelling on my life misery.
When his expression looked like he wanted to drop the bad news, I sipped my coffee.
/"I read the whole manuscript, and I like it, Harry. For a newbie writer like you without experience, and someone who graduated from fashion design, I admire you, and you have great potential./"
/"But?/"
/"I want you to revise it. Don’t worry about the editor, you can have one from the publisher,/" he assured me, but I knew he was still holding something.
I leaned against the chair. Despite the vibe in the coffee shop, I felt like I brought back to the event where I didn’t want to visit again.
/"What should I change?/"
