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                                                                              Catalina (Lina) Russo


As I stand in front of the mirror, I take a moment to examine my reflection

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As I stand in front of the mirror, I take a moment to examine my reflection. Today is my first day at the prestigious Thompson & Sinclair law firm, and I have chosen to dress simply in a black pencil skirt and white button-up blouse. My long raven hair has slight curls at the ends, giving a natural wavy look. I have light makeup on, a bit of concealer and mascara, and my signature blood-red lips, of course. This outfit and makeup combo is simple but classy, hugging my curves in all of the right places. 

Being a lawyer has always been my dream, and I have worked hard to build my reputation in the industry

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Being a lawyer has always been my dream, and I have worked hard to build my reputation in the industry. I never thought I would end up in a big city like Los Angeles, but I knew that if I wanted to continue to grow, I had to take the risk. Now, I have been given the opportunity of a lifetime to work with some of the best names in the business at Thompson & Sinclair.

I am excited, yet nervous, to begin this new chapter in my career. I know that the road ahead will not be easy, but I am determined to give it my all and make an even bigger name for myself in this competitive field. The stakes are high, but so are the rewards. I am ready to embrace this challenge and see where it takes me.

"Cat! If you want to have time for breakfast, you'd better get down here soon!" Bryan yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Pulling me from my thoughts.

I roll my eyes. He knows how much I hate being called Cat. I sigh and grab my handbag and head downstairs.  

As I turn the corner, my eyes fall upon Bryan. He is standing there in his grey sweatpants and sweatshirt, looking as if he just finished a strenuous workout. The sweat droplets glisten on his chiseled chest. I can tell that he must have gone for a run again this morning, judging by the way his hair is tousled and the slight flush on his cheeks. 

 

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