The gloom of defeat followed Mackenzie all the way back home like lead on her shoulders. Not just defeat, but utter devastation.

It was just cruel.

Dashing all of her hopes so carelessly. She had gone there confident and sure she would get the job. All of a sudden, they chose someone else? She didn’t even see any other candidate there except her. So how?

With all those painful questions banging around in her mind, she walked closer to her apartment door. But stopped when her eyes fell on the bouquet of Pink Camilla flowers propped right in front of the apartment.

What?

That stranger had traced her house address...