Luis sat in the pristine reception area of the Lucas corporate tower, the polished marble floors gleaming beneath his scuffed shoes.

He kept his head low, fingers laced tightly together as he replayed his practiced lines in his head.

If all goes well, he got himself at least a job interview, and that means a chance to get closer to Ariel.

His thoughts were interrupted by the soft click on shoes on the marble floor. The receptionist returned with a clipped, polite smile. “Mr. Luis, right?” She asked.

He nodded once, fixing his eyes on her.

“HR is ready to see you.” She answered.

Luis nodded again, standing up quickly....