“Do me a favor. Do you have a mirror in your room?” he asks.“I do. Over the dresser.”“Good. Stand in front of it and start your camera app on your phone.”I go through the motions, my heart picking up speed. I pray he isn’t teasing me again. God, I want Miles so much. If even a fraction of what he
The day of the interview, the whole office is buzzing with excitement. Even I’m caught up in the feel of it, despite my dread about having to work with Amber.Things haven’t improved for me at work. Lila still makes me do research that she then takes all the credit for. Amber has been smug all week,
I’m frozen in place.Surely Miles didn’t just suggest, here in front of everyone, that I should be the one interviewing him. As Amber was the one who convinced him, shouldn’t she be the one taking the lead?That’s what everyone else thought, and in a way, I did too, even if it hurt me.When I don’t
Hugo already knows, anyway. Though he seems surprised that I know. “We need to talk about how you stumbled onto that information,” he says. “And also how you used that information…”“You should be glad she did, Hugo, or I wouldn’t be here right now. Besides, you know I have no intention of abusing t
After leaving hair and makeup, I return to the set and sit in my assigned chair, opposite Miles, who also sits in his.Around us, the crew mills about, checking the sound and adjusting the lighting. The cameras zoom in and out, the director arguing somewhat about the placement. Miles, it seems, is t
“I will,” I tell him.God, he’s such an impressive man, so confident and strong. Even when his eyes went distant, his posture remained straight and proud, his voice never wavered.I admire him, even as I’m slightly jealous. He’s young and optimistic, ready to take on the world and bring it into line
One of the crew count us down. When they mouth a silent zero, the cameras come on and we are live.“Welcome, everyone, to our exclusive interview with Representative Miles Hamilton,” I say. With shaking hands, I clutch my notecards hard, crinkling them, but somehow manage to keep my voice firm and s
“Miss Sophia,” I say, immediately interjecting. “I know you are curious, we all are.” I laugh, trying to make light of it. “But we can’t possibly ask Miles to reveal that kind of personal information if he’s not comfortable to do so…”“It’s alright, Esther,” Miles says calmly, his smile unwavering.