Mia
"Mia Masterson," the receptionist calls out.
I take a deep breath and stand from my seat in the lobby. I follow her through a set of double doors and down a hallway that leads to the elevators.
"Take the elevator to the top floor. There's a waiting area to your left and if you'll take a seat there, you'll be called when it's your turn," she says.
I step into the solid glass elevator and gasp. I'm terrified of heights and I'm about to rise forty stories off the ground. I gulp and clasp my hands around the metal railing as the doors close.
I try not to look down as I move higher and higher. I keep my mind focused on why I'm here, determined to keep my head in the game.
When the elevator stops and the doors open, I step into the waiting area and my eyes widen in panic. Ther
