Kyra's POV
"Next," I said as I massaged my forehead. The stack of resumes on my desk seemed endless. Finding someone qualified to be my secretary was proving more difficult than rebranding an entire company.
I grabbed the next applicant's form and my lips formed an O when I recognized two familiar names. A wave of genuine happiness washed over me as I anticipated seeing them again after everything that had happened.
I pressed the intercom. "Mrs. Taylor, please let the last two applicants in."
When the door swung open, Yara and Ana entered, both glancing at each other with obvious frowns. I couldn't help but chuckle as I stood up.
"Yara! Ana!"
Their heads snapped toward me simultaneously. My smile grew wider as I moved around my desk and embraced them both. They hugged me back tightly, and I felt Yara's body trembling with quiet sobs.
"Kyra!" she cried out, her voice thick with emotion.
Ana pulled back first. "Kyra, I resigned from my work because of you. Please hire me!"
