Emaya bid goodbye to Freyah and left. Emaya was now alone, walking down the streets. The sun was shining brightly, making her honey brown hairs appear golden.
Emaya took a long way to walk home so she didn’t have to reach her hell soon.
Nevertheless, her house eventually appeared before her sight.
She, as always, nudged the door open. She sighed as she saw her father was not home and the leftover food on the table, uneatable and spilled all over the table as if a 3 years old child was eating.
Emaya let out an annoyed groan as she cleared her step-father’s mess. She didn’t have anything left to eat, nor did she have the time to cook anything.
Emaya went to take a quick shower before leaving for work.
It was a tiring day as usual, since there were so many customers today, Emaya felt he
