Chapter 8

Scarlett's POV

I have been awake for close to an hour now, but I couldn't bear to get up to do anything. I felt so dejected from yesterday's interview that I couldn't bear to go out to job hunt anymore. At least for now.

A soft knock jolted me from my thoughts. Mom pokes her head in. “May I come in?”

"Yes, mom,” I said, sitting up.

“Baby, is there a problem? You have been locked up in your room all day.”

“I'm fine” I grumbled

“You don't look fine; if it's about getting a job, I think you need to take it easy. It might take time, but you'll eventually find something." She encouraged

“I don't have the luxury of time, mom. I can't just sit around doing nothing,” I complained.

“It will get better; you just have to be patient,” she said, patting my hands.

“It should get better real quick; I can't continue to sit my ass around the house.”

She sighed

I lay down, covering my head with the duvet. She exited with a soft click of the door.

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The ringing of a phone was what brough