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, ex-boyfriend, Jamie. The shock of the betrayal still stings, and my life has been on repea

accusations as baseless, but she also decided to punish me by cutting off my allowance. Acco

have nowhere to go, so I'll just wait till I g

when you have a mom who's successful like mine and my sis

crown jewel in my mother's empire. My mom takes pride in Blair's success, and I'm pretty sure she'll be taking over

lanned on transforming ABES from a modeling agency into a full-fledged fashion house. But my mom never listened to any of my suggestions, she

d wrong, and how my mom and Blai

g designs for clothes and shoes, but then I heard her telling some of her part

ided not to tell anyone about all the drawings I had. Knowing my mom, she would probably take them from me and launch them,

t around the corner. My concentration was shattered when my mother stormed i

cing a smile that didn

see you've become rude, is that how you greet y

very long time. It's just..." I stammered, my anxiety making my words tumble out in a disorgan

as like a physical weight, making it hard to breathe. "Did you think this was

with my presence." Yeah, narcissist much? No wonder she

napped her fingers in my fa

ear you." I tried my b

ontinued, "but let's be clear, you're an adult now. It's time you start

I... I don't understand what you mean." I asked thou

t yourself. Blair managed to buy her place at eighteen." She said, her voice rising wi

I don't get the same support as Blair does. I barely get my allowance, and it's

e was a chi

er hand, don't even deserve the things you get." Her words were like ice-cold water, numbing my senses. "You've been cut off. As soon as you graduate, don't e

lammed shut, leaving me alone with my thoughts. The weight of her words pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe. I was so weak ri

h the night. I need to find a way to escape

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may not have met him, but I always felt like my lif

aded to the cemetery, the quiet graveyard was like a balm to my frayed nerves. I spent a few mome

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was why I got a job as a waitress, but I couldn't help but think she would be worried about me. I guess a part of me wanted her to care, a part of me craved her affecti

n continue at night. I have some money saved up but I still need to work if I ever want to live on my

le 6." Mariah, the head chef, ordered. "Hurry up

I was serving the customer, my hands trembled

l over him. "Shit. I'm so sorry, sir; I didn't mean to." I blurted out, my face flushing with embarrassmen

I think he also remembered who I was but his phone rang before he could speak

his voice laced with frustrati

a mixture of irritation and exasperation. He groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose. I wonder

He ordered. And I did a silent prayer so I don't

e began removing his shirt, and I felt a surge of p

think you're goi

eplied, trying to sound

could leave?" H

se you'd like me to do for you, sir?" I

it." He handed me his stained shirt,

ng on the phone. "Did you get my text?" His anger was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a

ted my thoughts. A man in a

redrick?" The customer as

redrick tried to explain but was

aking the bag and pulling out a fresh shirt. He had ano

re of frustration and something else. For a second

phone and it seems he was trying to reach some

rt sir." I apologized, no

"I need a favor. I w

I had heard him cor

sing my confusion. "I need to sort some things o

all due respect sir, I can't marry you." Was this gu

rstand your hesitation. But it's a complicated situation. I'm under press

ith, but this isn't something I can just agree to without understanding more. Besides, te