Chapter 7

Scarlett's POV

I kicked the door to the apartment open. I was exhausted, to say the least. “Scar baby, is that you?” I heard my mom call from inside.

I arranged my facial expression so as not to make her worried. "Yes, mom, I'm back,” I answered just as she came into the living room. I slumped on the nearest couch.

“You look so tired; how did your job hunting go?”

“Not so bad,” I lied. “I submitted my resume to a couple of places, and I hope to get a positive response soon." I carefully omitted the part about the embarrassment.

"Oh, that's good to know; trust me, you'll eventually find something." She encouraged

“You must be starving; I made some rice and chilli sauce earlier this evening. Go freshen up and come have dinner.”

“Thanks Mom”

I felt like I was missing something.

“Wait a minute, mom, where is dad?”

“Your dad...” She stuttered

“What the hell, Ma? You mean he is still not back?" I was livid.

“No, but he'll be back soon.”

“When mom??? When?? Is it until the landlord throws u