ELLAINE'S POV
AFTER several weeks of meditating, I finally thought about going back to work. Not because I want to make money but because I need to repay the good that Mother Rain did to me. I also really need money for some reason because I don't want to go back to my life where I was insulted because I was poor. I didn't even go back to work today because I miss my customers. I can live without s*x because I am not my job. I am a prostitute, only here inside this bar. When I go out, no man can insult me. I just work, I don't live my work.
But apart from that, I don't want to leave my job because I feel indebted.
I looked at the whole bar.
This place. This is where I learned to be strong. This is where I first became weak, and this is also where I gained strength. This whole place is
