CHANGES 1

As part of her daily routine, Kaye woke up at nine for work. She checked her phone first for any unread messages which would sometimes come from her friends, from workmates or sometimes none at all. That's how boring her life is.

With her mind in a mess from grogginess, she went outside of her room and walked directly to the kitchen. When she opened her fridge, she found someone moving in her peripheral vision. She stiffened and slowly closed her fridge.

"Lord, please help me. I still want to live my life." she whispered while tiptoeing back to her room. She didn't turn on the light earlier since she knows every nook and cranny of her place.

She saw the black figure moved toward her. 'Don't come near me. Please go away. Lord please help me!' she was basically yelling internally with her closed eyes. She gathered all her strength and courage before dashing back to her room, locked it and hid under her bed.

"Lord, don't take me yet. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. Please help me get that ghost out. Don't let that ghost come near me. I don't want to die." she repeated her words like a mantra while trying to reach her phone which she placed on her bedside table.

Outside her room, Ivan was confused with the turn of events. When he heard Kaye walked out of her room, he quietly stand and made his way back to his room. However, he could faintly hear the heavy breathing of the woman at the kitchen. It was like she was shocked and scared. He wanted to go to her and ask her what's wrong but Kaye dashed back to her room and locked it.

"...I don't want to die...ghost out...don't want to die..." he could barely hear her and couldn't make any sense with her words. He turned the lights on and knocked on her door lightly.

"Kaye, are you alright? Is there something wrong?" he was never this worried even when he found out that he's blind. Ivan waited for any answer or movements but there was none.

Kaye who was still under her bed realized something was off. 'Holy moly! It's my roommate.' she didn't know whether to laugh or cry in her situation. She totally forgot about him. She crawled out under her bed and calmed herself before going out.

"I'm fine. Have you had dinner?" she didn't really want to cook dinner but she couldn't find anything else to divert his mind. 'Thinking of him as ghost, wouldn't he find me careless and indifferent to actually forgot he exist?' she couldn't stop scolding herself for her recent behavior.

"I ate already. I left some for you on the table. I couldn't cook so those are takeouts. Since you're preparing for work, I won't be bothering you." he turned around and went inside his own room.

Kaye watched him walking back to his room. When he closed the door, she went once again to the kitchen and opened the food cover.

"Thoughtful. That's another point for you even if you're blind." she sat down and took the disposable spoon and fork. He set aside a chaofan, four pieces of dumplings and 2 pieces of fried chicken. Kaye ate her dinner heartily.

After eating her dinner, she skipped and hopped toward Ivan's room. She stopped right in front of his door, "Ivan, thank you for the food and good night." she waited for a few seconds before she heard a faint 'good night' respond from him.

Ivan heard movements outside but he didn't go out since he knew that she's preparing for work. He heard her footsteps going to the bathroom. He heard her blow drying her hair. He heard her opening her wardrobe. He heard her everywhere.

"Having my sense of hearing enhanced after a long time was good, but I'm starting to doubt now." he basically said that to himself, but he didn't know that it was recorded and he sent it to his sister. When Ivan heard the front door clicked, indicating that she went out already, Ivan prepared going to bed as well.

"I guess this will be my routine every night as well?' he sighed and closed his eyes to sleep.

When Kaye walked out of the elevator, the guard on duty stood and opened the door for her and followed her out. Kaye looked at him with 'why-are-you-following-me' look written on her face.

"Ms. Kaye, I will be sending you to the bus station as requested by the boss." he informed her though not receiving the question directly from her.

"You don't have to. I'm fine on my own. I don't want other tenants to think I'm extorting protection from Ms. Harley." she turned around and left without waiting for the guard to give her a reply. The guard couldn't do anything so he just watched her walked until he lost sight of her.

Jestoni, the instructor, spotted Kaye when she arrived at the company. "I could be a man for you, darling." he linked his arms with her like a couple does on a red carpet.

"If you could do that. I would give you half of my salary." she joked back because she knew Jestoni had done sex reassignment surgery even before they met.

"Where were you five years ago? If I met you five years ago, I wouldn't do it." he was pouting as if it was her fault that they didn't meet earlier.

"Oh shut up. I knew you like having that organ." she rolled her eyes and continued walking.

"I will make sure I'll be as pretty as you or at least ten percent as beautiful as you. Why do you have to be so pretty with just this type of attire everyday?" Jestoni acted frustrated in front of her as if she made the biggest mistake of wearing a turtleneck.

Kaye was wearing a long unbuttoned brown trench coat and underneath it was a white turtleneck, inserted in her royal blue A-line skirt which is four inches above the knee. She paired it with a beige zipped-up ankle boots which all came from Zara.

Kaye was the type of person who would wear one brand for all outfit. She would mix-match clothing from different brand seldomly.

"I'm not really pretty. I just styled my clothes beautifully." she said with a low voice. 'You wouldn't say that if you knew how I really look.'

"That's what every beautiful lady says." Jestoni pressed the button to the floor where their office is situated. "Base on the brands of your clothes, I really believe you are rich." he was looking at her once again carefully studying the fabric, the style and the brands of her clothes.

"I'm not but my parents are." she smiled at him while remembering her parents who would soon go to Malaysia for vacation.

"Isn't it the same thing? Your parent's money are your money." argued Jestoni back at her.

"No, it is not. My parents' money are their money. They worked for it their whole life. If they will give me money, then that's the time it becomes my money. If they aren't giving that to me then it is not my money. How shameless would I be claiming it's mine, when it is not I who worked for it." she said casually without batting an eyelid.

The people inside the elevator kept quiet and the air stagnated for a moment. Nobody spoke and some people were glaring at her, but she didn't notice it.

"Ouch. Why are you pinching me? Are you mad because what I said is true? Everybody who thinks their parents money are theirs are shameless. Don't tell me you're one of them." she was massaging her arm that Jestoni pinched.

Jestoni could only close his eyes and pray that these people standing inside the elevator with them won't glare at her to death.

When they got out Jestoni didn't say anything, but when they stepped inside their office, he burst into laughter. He was laughing so hard that he had to wipe his tears of joy. "I'm glad those people didn't attack you inside the elevator. They looked so horrible like they ate some shit."

"I was just stating some fact. You should work if you want to have your own money. Don't depend on your parents." she made her point clear which was absolutely correct.

"I know. I understand what you're saying, but not all people think like you." he went beside her and placed his bag on the table. "Some people think that the money their parents earned should be theirs. Well, parents do work for their children's future."

"Let's not talk about this. I don't think people would understand. In my case, I will work to earn more money. Work, work, work and money, money, money." she kept her personal belongings and boot up her PC. They still have thirty minutes to prepare before training would start.

She didn't really conduct the training but her office is inside the training room so she would sometimes give them tips and additional input about the account that they will be working.