Aveline completed her first painting in sixteen years, in the next three days.
Three consecutive days in which she didn't catch a glimpse of Atlas, or hear from him.
The chef told her he came and went, but she couldn't confirm, because she simply didn't see him.
On the third day after she completed her painting, she was going through her phone when she received an email.
Her eyes lit up, and she gasped on reading through the message.
"You got the job, Ave! You did it!" She jumped on her feet, and began to do a little dance of happiness.
The online sign language teaching job was hers, and she couldn't contain her joy.
Picking up her phone again, she read through the congratulatory message.
A small scream of happiness burst through her lungs, and out of her mouth. Then she started to scroll through her music playlist.
She pressed play, and dropped the phone on the bed.
Twirling her hands above her head, she swayed her body in sync with the rhythm of the music.
