“Alright, Ariel,” Lucas said finally, his tone softening. “ You’ll move on to the next round. Your talent should speak for itself. But know this: I am not doing this for you. I’m doing it because I don’t need to hold onto this anger anymore. I’ve moved on, and I hope you find a way to do the same.”
Ariel looked up, her expression one of surprise and immense gratitude. “Thank you, Lucas. You have no idea how much this means to me.” Lucas nodded, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders. “Good luck, Ariel. I hope you find what you’re looking for.”