#Chapter 184: The Beginning of Everything
Abby
I’m still clutching my phone so tightly that my knuckles are probably turning white. I’m standing in the middle of the cold storeroom, my hands shaking slightly as I wait for Mr. Thompson’s verdict.
“I’ve called to inform you of the results from last night,” he says. “First of all, I hope you’re doing well.”
“Y-Yeah, I’m doing good,” I manage, struggling and, quite frankly, failing to keep my voice steady. “And you?”
Mr. Thompson chuckles lightly. “I’m well, Abby,” he says, and I can hear the smile in his voice. I can picture him on the other end of the phone, probably smirking as he speaks. Is he enjoying toying with me? I need to hear the results!
My heart skips a beat, and I grip the phone even tighter. “Look, Mr. Thompson—” I begin, but he cuts me off.
“After careful consideration,” he interrupts, “the judges have decided…”
My heart feels as if it’s about to stop. This is it. My career feels like it’s hinging on this moment. Everything I’ve worked for, eve

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