Emily’s POV
“Come on, chop chop, we don’t have all day.”
I stared at the blank yellow paper, feeling absurd. But the familiar framework of analysis, of breaking down a complex story into manageable parts, was a lifeline my brain instinctively grabbed onto.
“Okay,” I said slowly, taking a shaky breath. “Uh. Pros. He… could have called my boss and told him about my terrible behavior during our interview. Thus, getting me fired.”
Chloe scribbled. “Pro: Lenient.”
A half-hysterical giggle escaped me. “He gave me the interview of a lifetime.”
“Pro: Career-making opportunity.”
“He… he remembers things I say. He listens. Even when I’m arguing with him.” The memory of him referencing our economic policy debate the morning after my blackout surfaced. “He’s… sharper than he looks. And he looks
