#6, Prince Charming

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Cara's POV:

"Well I am glad to inform you that you have reserved your place here as one of the designers." Miss Moreau smiles handing me my confirmation letter.

I take it from her with shaking hands and tears well up in my eyes. I hold it tight in my hand and a huge smile of gratitude fills my face.

"Thank you so much Ma'am! It's really hard to believe that this is actually happening." I laugh once wiping the tear that escaped.

"Mhmm do you want me to pinch you?" She asks and I laugh shaking my head.

I stare at the letter in my hand and warmth swells in my chest. 

This the dream job I had been trying to pin for years. The job which will finally stabilise the pilling bills and fulfill all Matt's needs. 

I immediately take out my phone and dial him.

I excuse myself and walk out of the room. I lean against the wall and close my eye. He picks up after three rings.

"Cara?"

"Hey Matt, I wanted to tell you that..that.." My voice cracks and tears run down my face.

"Cara? What's wrong? Do I need to come-"

"No, you don't need to come anywhere and nothing is wrong." I clear my throat and wipe  my face.

"Why are you crying then?"

"I..I got the job at Retentissement." I breathe out and I hear silence at the other end.

After a few moments he responds, "are you serious?" 

I nod my head frantically smiling like a goof then face palm realising he cannot see me.

"Yes! Yes I am!"

"Oh my God! 

"I know right."

"You can now buy me my Audi R8!" He says and I roll my eyes.

"Really Matt?" 

"Just kidding, but I am so happy for you!" He says in a strained voice and I know he too is overwhelmed. 

Half of our problems would be solved with this job.

"Thank you-"

"I still want my Audi R8 though."

I laugh once and I know he is smiling too.

After bidding goodbye I walk back in and sit before Isabelle Moreau.

She stares at me for a moment, "Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, sure." I smile with a slight frown.

"Why do you need this job so desperately?"

She asks and my smile drops. 

"I..I-"

"It's alright if you don't want to answer me." She smiles and I mentally sigh in relief.

"I'll see you at work tomorrow then." She says and I nod.

Definitely.

...............................................................................

I walk out towards my car and lean against it for a moment. 

"Why do you need this job so desperately?"

I stare at the sky for some seconds then absentmindedly reach in my purse.

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