MasukOphelia looked up at the hotel ceiling. She had her first day tomorrow.She had training with Rena. She wondered if he would train her? Mr. Hades? Would he teach her something?Would he be there?
Ophelia smoothed her hair back. She used the rest of her money on a hotel room and a sandwich.She had zero dollars and zero cents, a broken heart and a mysterious job offer from an even more mysterious man.She smoothed her outfit down. She washed it, but it was embarrassing, wearing the same thing twice.
She didn't take the ride. She didn't trust him. He told her to come to his office. He texted her an address.She swallowed. She probably going to be trafficked or something. Doing this was ridiculous.But for reason...she thought he wasn't dangerous. At least, not to her phyical well-being.
She stumbled home. She unlocked the door of her apartment, flipping the light switch.Nothing happened.She flipped it again. And again.
She sat at the bar, drinking somberly. She glanced down at the 25 cent ring on her finger.She took another drink.I love you. I know I'm not famous yet, but one day, one day I'll sing you a song, and it'll make us rich.