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... weeks without Blackwood protection, and her savings were bleeding dry. Each rejected job application pushed her to lower her salary expectations even further. Finally, some tiny no-name studio had agreed to take her in—as a damn assistant.
Her. A former designer.
The humiliation burned in her stomach as she shuffled papers and made coffee like some glorified intern. Two and a half days into this miserable job, and she was already dragging her feet. How had she fallen this far? Fr ...
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