My Ex-Husband is Out of Control Novel by Glory Writes

Sophia’s POV

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“Are you alright?” a concerned low voice asked. It belonged to a strange man who happened to be the one who had caught me in his arms.

Awkwardly, I straightened up and pulled away, giving him a sheepish smile, “Yes, I’m fine. And I’m so sorry.”

“Oh, it’s no problem at all. Glad I was here just in time to break your fall.” The striking man towered above me with a kind smile.

Just then, I noticed a woman standing beside us. She’d been the one I had crashed

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“I’m so sorry too,” I told her. “I wasn’t looking where I was going. I was 100 preoccupied with the beautiful works.”

She grinned in a friendly manner. “Don’t worry about it. It was much my fault as yours. I wasn’t paying attention, either.” She extended her hand to us and added, “By the way, I’m Julia,”

“I’m Sophia,” I responded. “Nice to meet you”

“Well, I’m glad to see that you both appreciated the displayed works so much that you almost had an accident,” the man quipped, chuckling, “But I hope no one is hurt.

Julia and I smiled, shaking our heads.

“Good to know,” the man replied. “I’m Trevis Miller, the director of Urban Next Design

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My jaw dropped, “Oh, wow, Hil It’s good to meet you, sir.”

“Yes, it’s so good to meet you,” Julia echoed, looking as awestruck as I was feeling.

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“Thanks!” I answered. “I’m actually here for an interview for your internship program. My name is Sophia Bennett.”

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