Maddison's POV
Next day…
Sleep had not provided comfort, but instead, it had made her resolve even sharper. The woman who stood before her in the mirror was no longer the crying child who'd lost love, but a cold warrior that was ready to fight.
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The cab pulled up outside a building which not only stretched up but also felt like it almost touched the clouds. In huge letters, on the spinning glass door was HARRISON ENTERPRISES. Maddison paid the fare to the driver, her own hand steady as she took the change, a quick moment of normal life before stepping into a world that wasn't. She'd taken an hour stressing over what to wear, picking a simple, dark gray slim dress with matching jacket. Her interview outfit, bought with money she'd saved up but now, out in the street, it was like pa
