Lily stood by the window for what felt like forever, the soft hum of the city filling the silence of her room. The envelope lay on the table, the weight of it pulling at her heart, at her pride. After all the thinking, after all the back and forth, she had made up her mind.
'If I’m going to do this… I’m going to do it right. Nothing in this world is free after all'
She took a deep breath and moved towards her closet. With quick hands, she picked out a cream blouse and black fitted jeans, simple, neat, but sharp enough to make her feel in control. She slipped into them, smoothing the blouse down, and stepped in front of her mirror.
Her hair was a mess from all the pacing, so she grabbed her brush and ran it through, pulling it back into a bun. A few strands fell loose at the sides of her
