Pollen’s POV When the cab pulled up at Mia’s place, I paid the fare and brought out my belongings. They were too many to carry, so I called Mia over the phone to come help me.Mia rushed out of the building with Laura trailing behind. As soon as I saw Laura I adjusted my sleeves. The thought of her finding out I had nearly been strangled to death gave me a pang of embarrassment, and I could understand what Mia meant earlier.“Are you okay?” Mia paused in her tracks when she saw me.Laura, on the other hand, took the bag I was carrying in my hand without a word.“I’m okay,” I nodded, but it was obvious that I wasn't, no matter how much I tried to conceal it.They carried all my luggage to the house, and Laura made me hot chocolate when we got inside.“Thank you,” I mumbled as my hands hurriedly wrapped around the hot mug for warmth.I saw Mia signal to Laura to go inside the bedroom.“Are you alright?” Mia squatted in front of me.“I—” The tears I have been battling not to she rolled
Mia’s POVBy the time I got back to my apartment, it was almost midnight. “Thank you,” I said to the cab guy and brought out my keys as I walked to the entrance of my apartment.I inserted the key and turned it to the right twice. The door came open, and I went in. It was pitch dark inside. I could not recall turning off the light as we left the house in a hurry; the only thing we could grab were our phones, which Laura had to run back in to get.My hands rummaged through the wall in search of the switch. I turned the light on, and the sight that greeted me left me petrified.Nathan was sitting right there in my living room, with his back resting against the sofa and arms spread out comfortably.“How did you get in here?” I asked with one of my hands clutching my chest to help my heartbeat subside.“I came to see you since you blocked me everywhere. Despite pleading with you to talk to me.”“I don’t want to talk to you! Don’t you get it? We are done, Nathan. Done!” I emphasized.“But
Mia’s POVAs soon as my ride stopped in front of the tall building called Savvy StyleCo, a new fashion store that was fast growing and in need of more workers, I flung my bag over my shoulder and walked to the door.I came to work at the cafeteria since I didn’t have any high qualifications to apply for a serious role.I trudge through the mighty hall of the building with awe. Scanning the high walls, the few people who moved about brusquely with a sense of urgency, and the opulence their elegant attires gave the environment in general.“It will be cool to work here,” I murmured to myself as I turned to look around one more time.I was slightly late already, even though I didn’t apply any make-up just to make it on time.Just when I was done taking in the serene atmosphere, I turned to face where I was headed,but I bumped into a big frame that did nothing to catch my fall, and I was crushed to the ground, followed by a searing sensation when a downpour of hot beverages landed on my
Pollen’s POV Just like Laura promised, she came to the hospital immediately after her presentation.I was discharged, but that was after persistent complaints from me.We returned to Mia’s place together.Not long after we got home, Mia pulled in as well.“You guys are back” She said with a big grin, “I was going to quickly change and join you at the hospital”“I would have died if I had stayed there one more minute” I said.“How was the interview?”“Perfect! I got the job”Laura and I exchanged glances.“I know right. It was a miracle” Mia plunged into the sofa just beside me.There was a knock on the door and Mia shook to her core.“Is everything okay? Why do you look so scared” I inquired.Laura got up to get the door, but Mia stopped her.“Laura wait” She called.When Laura did as Mia asked, Mia ran to the kitchen area and grabbed a knife.“You can open the door now”Laura who didn’t understand what was happening went to the to ask who it was.“Who is it?”“It’s Eric. I’m here to
Raymond’s POVIt was the early hours of a Tuesday morning, with the crisp and cold air blowing in all directions. Ken parked in front of the edifice, and I got off.Adjusting the beige overcoat I was wearing on a deep blue suit and dress boot, I strode into the building.My eyes were focused on where I was headed—the conference room, where about 22 board members were waiting for me.I pushed the thick double doors of the hall, and the men and a woman sitting around the polished oval table spun in my direction.Amy, who looked like she had been receiving an earful for allegedly not notifying me about the meeting in time, scurried to place my office iPad and other required items on the empty stair reserved for me.“I apologize for showing up late. I was tending to something crucial,” I explained while taking my seat.“Something more crucial than the diminishing stock price of the company?” Lorde Anderson, a man in his late 30s, attacked.All I had to do to shut him up was stare at him f
Raymond’s POV It was the early hours of a Tuesday morning, with the crisp and cold air blowing in all directions. Ken parked in front of the edifice, and I got off. Adjusting the beige overcoat I was wearing on a deep blue suit and dress boot, I strode into the building. My eyes were focused on where I was headed—the conference room, where about 22 board members were waiting for me. I pushed the thick double doors of the hall, and the men and a woman sitting around the polished oval table spun in my direction. Amy, who looked like she had been receiving an earful for allegedly not notifying me about the meeting in time, scurried to place my office iPad and other required items on the empty stair reserved for me. “I apologize for showing up late. I was tending to something crucial,” I explained while taking my seat. “Something more crucial than the diminishing stock price of the company?” Lorde Anderson, a man in his late 30s, attacked. All I had to do to shut him up was
Mia’s POV “I can’t believe you get to work a real job." Pollen smiled broadly, and I feared her cheeks might hurt. “What are you talking about? I’ve had real jobs,” I said under my breath while smiling at myself. She was right. I have never really worked with an actual organization. I was either filling in for someone who isn’t around or working as a babysitter for some lower-class families. I later stopped that and relied solely on Nathan, whom I used to live with. After the abuse started, I had to move out. To survive, I sold wigs online. Even that crashed after some time. I was left with no choice but to sell some of the jewelry my late mother left me, and that was how I was able to get my current apartment and some money for maintenance until I got another job. “Do you think this outfit is okay for a first day?” I held a low-cut bodycon gown with long sleeves. “Ummm, isn’t that too much?” Pollen’s face scrunched up. “How about this?” I picked a flared gown with a deep b
Mia’s POV When he made that rude comment, the girl from the interview sniggered. Not wanting to be pushed into saying or doing what I will later regret, I walked out of the kitchen to the serving area. “So what do I do, Miss—?” “Elsie. My name is Elsie,” she said without an expression of any sort on a smooth and clear face. I should get along with this one no matter what; she definitely knows a lot about skin care. “Elsie. Got it,” I nodded. “Just wipe the plates clean and arrange them over there." She points at a place outside the counter. "Okay,” I kept my bag on a table that was empty and made to get the plates. “Aren’t you going to wear an apron?” She asked. “No need. I’m comfortable this way,” I smiled warmly at her. “It’s not about you. It’s the company’s rule,” she stated. “Really?” “Yes “Okay. Where can I get one?” “Give me a moment.” Elsie went into another room, which I presumed was the store, and came back with a black apron that had the compa