Nadine POV
The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the city as I descended the stairs. As I reached the bottom step, I was startled to come face to face with Layla, who seemed to be going somewhere.
"Hey, Nadine," Layla greeted me with a smile. "I'm actually on my way to an interview. Wish me luck!"
My heart swelled with pride for Layla, knowing how hard she had worked to find a job once we moved here. "Good luck, Layla! You've got this," I encouraged her, feeling genuinely happy for her as she walked out the door with determination in her stride.
As I watched Layla disappear down the street, I couldn't help but reflect on my interview tomorrow.
I walked over to the kitchen, where Mrs. Nicola was busy cleaning up after Layla had left. The smell of fresh lemon cleaner fille
