Dreams and Desires

Chapter. 4 The Unexpected News

The sun had barely begun to rise, casting a soft, golden hue across the city, when a loud noise startled me from my slumber. I jolted awake, my heart racing, and instinctively reached for my phone on the bedside table.

"That must've been Emma," I mumbled, still half-asleep. She had a knack for being a bit clumsy, especially when she was in a rush.

As I unlocked my phone, I noticed a message notification, and my drowsiness evaporated instantly. It was from the company where I had interviewed. My heart pounded as I tapped the message, and my eyes widened in disbelief as I read the words: "Accepted."

I couldn't believe it. My dream job was no longer a distant hope but a reality. Excitement surged through me like a tidal wave. I jumped out of bed, my limbs practically trembling with joy.

"I can't believe it," I whispered to myself as I rushed to the bathroom to wash up and get dressed. In seconds, I had thrown on a professional outfit, hardly able to contain my eagerness.

I was already running late for the company's orientation tour, but I couldn't let that deter me. This was an opportunity I had worked so hard for, and I wasn't about to miss a single moment of it.

As I hurriedly left our apartment, I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration coursing through me. The city had taken on a new vibrancy, every street corner filled with possibilities. Today was the first day of the rest of my life, and I was ready to embrace it with open arms.

The company's building was a gleaming monolith, a testament to its success and influence in the industry. I arrived, my heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and nervousness, and looked around for the group of new hires and the tour guides.

As I scanned the bustling lobby, my eyes locked onto a group of people gathered near the reception desk. I rushed over, my footsteps echoing with determination.

However, in my eagerness to catch up with the tour, I didn't notice a lady who had tripped and dropped all her coins. She sat there, flustered and overlooked by the busy crowd, as if invisible to them.

Instinctively, I rushed to her aid, bending down to help collect her scattered change. She looked up at me with gratitude in her eyes and softly said, "Thank you."

I smiled warmly, a simple act of kindness that felt like the right thing to do. "Don't mention it. I'm happy to help."

As I said goodbye to the lady, I was in such a hurry that I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings. I continued to rush forward, and then, in an unexpected collision, I bumped into a tall figure that had suddenly appeared in front of me.

I stumbled back a step, and when I looked up I was stunned.