Matteo, oblivious to the turmoil behind her calm demeanor, leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “So, what kind of job are you looking for exactly? Marketing, communications, something along those lines?”
Isabella nodded, grateful for the shift in conversation. “Yeah, something in that field. I’ve been applying to a lot of companies, but it’s been tough. Most places want more experience, and entry-level positions are few and far between. I’m just trying to stay positive and keep looking.”
Matteo’s expression softened as he listened to her. “You know,” he began slowly, his eyes locking onto hers, “I might be able to help with that.”
Isabella tilted her head, curiosity piqued. “What do you mean?”
“Well,” Matteo said, leaning back in his chair again, “I’m looking for a new pers
