Chapter 57 Book 2

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• Last application for the day, Evie said to herself as she stepped out of the fast food restaurant. Hopefully, they will accept her for the night shift. Her dark hair was sticking to her forehead as she took off her jacket because of the heat.
• As Evie walked down the street, the late afternoon sun beat down upon her, casting long shadows across the bustling street. She could feel the exhaustion weighing heavily on her shoulders, a testament to the countless job applications she had filled out that day. With a weary sigh, she glanced at the stack of resumes in her hand, maybe next time she should think twice before pouring wine over someone's wedding dress.