No One Pov
Vivien pushed open the glass doors of the cafe, her heart thumping with a mix of nerves and excitement. She chose a small table by the window, straightening her shirt and pulling out a small notebook to review her talking points.
One hour passed. She sipped on a glass of water she didn't really want, her eyes glued to the door every time the bell chimed.
Two hours passed. The ice in her water had melted, and her energy was slowly leaking out. She checked her phone- nothing. No one had come to meet her, and the staff were starting to give her that "are you going to order something or just take up space?" look.
Finally, her disappointment curdled into anxiety. She bit her lip and dialed the manager's number.
"Hello? This is Vivien. I'm at the cafe for the three o'clock interview, but-"
