The interview ended in the late morning. At the door, the manager smiled and said, "I'll write to you today." I thanked her, walked outside, and felt my phone in my pocket. This job was very important to me, and the word today stayed in my head all the way home. I put my phone on the table and tried to continue my day as usual. I made lunch, answered a few emails, and cleaned the kitchen, but nothing felt normal. Every time the screen lit up, my heart jumped. Each time, it was something else — a message from a friend, a notification I didn't need, an update that didn't matter. I told myself to stay calm. They are still working, I thought. It's too early. I made tea and sat by the window, watching people walk past. Everyone…