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Chapter 1—Preparation

“I do believe you are nearly perfect”

Presley twirled a makeup brush between her perfectlyit down on the bathroom counter She tossed her platinu me to the mirror in her bedroom

I glanced at the large, freestanding ht After spending years looking atfor e Hair up, sis, scarf around nized myself Only the labels on the Versace suit and Prada purse were familiar

I’d hardly call h Not “nearly perfect” either

I s for that look of confidence so should have when applying for a job S, as if I didn’t have a care in the world

Inside, ’s takeout crepes from Barney’s Bakery I wished I had just stayed atto stay here and let Presley fix me up for my interview

“Ashlyn?” Presley placed her hand on ht?”

“Nervous”

“Whatever for?” Presley looked genuinely confused “It’s not like you aren’t going to get the job”

“I still want to intervieell I don’t want to look like I don’t knohat I’ about, and I don’t want to eonov family”