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disappointment.

A sandwich wasn’t going to fix that.

Chapter 6

Taylor

Taylor was no stranger to disappointment, but the beat down her idea

took that afternoon stuck with her for hours after she’d left. She was so

surprised when she’d looked up to find the very same, stunning woman

with the raven hair and the piercing blue eyes from the disastrous function.

She’d looked at Taylor sympathetically that night, and Taylor’s hopes rose,

thinking that maybe she’d be receptive to her idea.

She thought that she’d put something incredible together. She thought

her business model was sound. That her ideas were well developed. She’d

spent hours and hours putting that work together. She didn’t have a printer,

so she’d had to get a copy shop to print it out for her. She’d never even

thought to put together a visual presentation. She was so worried about not

having something appropriate to wear that she’d spent another full

afternoon at several thrift stores, trying to put together an outfit. She’d even

worn heels and she hated heels with a passion.

All for nothing.

Her idea had been shot down with a single frosty glance. Christina was

condescending. She wasn’t trying to help Taylor. She’d basically just sat

there and mocked her in a not so obvious sort of way. Christina with her

effortless beauty. Christina with her expensive clothing. Her skirt and blazer

were coordinated. They were a set. They were immaculate, probably fresh

from the dry-cleaners. They’d likely cost more than Taylor had left in her

savings account.

Christina’s shoes with the designer emblems flashing on the backs

definitely were worth far more than Taylor made at her old job over several

months. Christina was successful. She either came from money or she made

a butt pile of it shooting down good ideas and approving the ones that were

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