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“I’ll add you to the list. Feel free to look around for a while longer,” the realtor says with a smile.
“Thank you.”
She leaves us in the foyer area.
“You can absolutely picture yourself here, right?” Alexis asks excitedly. “This is so you.”
“It is, but I don’t know if I’ll get it.”
“Have a little faith. Luck seems to be on your side so far.”
I smile. She’s right. I just have to wait.
At least I’m here and I have a chance. That’s more than what I had weeks ago.
“And when you become wildly successful and too important to answer my calls, I expect free marketing.”
I laugh softly. “You’re insane.”
“I’m serious. I supported you during your struggling artist era.”
“I’m not an artist.”
“Creative person era, then.” She waves a hand dismissively. “Same thing.”
“Alright, free marketing.”
“How about one last look around then we grab something to eat?”
“That sounds great.”
She nods.
We hang around a little longer, doing one last round of the building.
At the end, I head upstairs by myself to look at the top floor office one last time, while Alexis touches up her makeup in the bathroom.
Right now, the room needs work, but this one will be mine. Providing I get the building.
This is the biggest office and it just feels like it should be mine.
I walk around, absorbing the quiet ambiance.
But in the silence a strange feeling suddenly hits me.
It feels like…
Like someone’s watching me?
But I’m alone.
A chill slides down my spine.
Slowly, I turn and look around.
There’s nothing.
I walk out of the office and onto the landing.
