C4 THE MESSAGE

Sunday morning arrived with a groggy haze, and as Mikayla stirred awake, she fumbled for her phone, her routine instincts taking over. She reached for it, intending to check the time before dragging herself out of bed for another day of work. her phone's screen illuminated her dark room, her bleary eyes widened and then shut again, it was 11:32am and a Sunday. She had taken up two shift yesterday so she could rest and continue her job hunt today. She ignored the messages from group chat, Notifications and missed calls that filled the screen.

With a contented sigh, she sank back into the welcoming embrace of her cozy bed. The sheets felt like a warm cocoon, and she relished the unexpected reprieve from her usual early morning routine. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, bathing her room in a gentle, golden glow.

Despite the temptation to linger, Mikayla knew she couldn't spend the entire day in bed. She forced herself to rise, throwing off the covers and swinging her legs over the edge of the mattress. The cool air brushed against her skin, rousing her further from sleep's grasp.

She headed to the bathroom, her movements slower and more deliberate than on workdays. A refreshing shower was in order, and she let the hot water wash away any remaining traces of drowsiness.

Back in her bedroom, Mikayla reached for her small closet. She swapped her bathing robe for a pair of shorts and a well-worn T-shirt, relishing the comfort of casual attire. It was the kind of outfit that welcomed relaxation and made Sundays feel like a warm, lazy embrace.

With her attire chosen, Mikayla wandered to the kitchen. Her stomach reminded her that breakfast was long overdue, and she grabbed a box of rice crispies from the top of her kitchen shelf. The sound of cereal filling her bowl was a comforting tune as she yawned, opening the fridge she poured cold milk over the flakes.

As she dug into her breakfast, Mikayla's eyes drifted to her phone and laptop resting on the bedside table. She walked towards it bowl in hand and grabbed her phone quickly swiping her fingerprint and opened it to finally check the notifications and messages.

She choked on her cereal as her eyes caught the subject of a particular mail.

Subject: Welcome to the Team

Mikayla's eyes widened in disbelief, and a sudden bout of coughing erupted. She hastily put down her spoon and reached for her glass of water, gulped It down her throat irritated by the sudden movement of the cereal going through the wrong pipe. Her heart raced as she tried to regain her composure, Once her coughing fit subsided, Mikayla wiped her mouth and took a deep breath. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone again and opened the email, reading its contents with a sense of awe and excitement.

Dear Ms. Roberts,

We hope this message finds you well. We would like to extend our heartfelt congratulations on your recent interview with us for the position of Personal Assistant to Mr. Lucas Steele. We were thoroughly impressed by your qualifications and your evident dedication.

After careful consideration, we are thrilled to inform you that you have been selected for the role of Personal Assistant to Mr. Steele.

We understand the vital responsibilities this role entails, and we are confident that your exceptional skills and background will contribute greatly to Mr. Steele's success and our organization's growth.

Mr. Lucas Steele himself would like to extend a warm welcome to you. He values your potential as his assistant and is looking forward to meeting you in person to discuss your role and responsibilities. The company's new executive assistant, Ms. Victoria Sanchez, will be in touch with you shortly to arrange a meeting at your earliest convenience, but we would like you to resume as soon as possible.

Please feel free to reach out if you have any questions or require further information. We are excited to have you join SteeleTech Towers and embark on this journey together.

Once again, congratulations, Ms. Roberts. We look forward to working with you and witnessing your continued success within our organization.

Warm regards,

John Anderson

Head of HR

SteeleTech Towers

"Fuck me!!! Oh my god!!! This is really happening right?? She pinched herself hard until the skin turned red.

She couldn't believe what she had just seen, and she needed to read that email again to make sure it wasn't a dream.

Once her hands steadied, Mikayla turned up her phone again and read the email with cautious anticipation. Her eyes scanned the words on the screen, absorbing the content with a sense of awe and excitement.

I got the job!! I really got the job!! Aaaaaaaasaaaaaaaa, she screamed out loud jumping in excitement. She jumped on her sofa and did a little happy dance and then jumped on her bed , running around her small apartment like a little girl. She had completely lost hope about ever getting a job at Steele tech tower. Today was a good week she thought as Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized the significance of the email. This was her breakthrough.