CHAPTER 19: FIRST DAY AS A JANITOR
ZARA:
"Okay, teach me," I whispered, the words feeling heavy on my tongue.
Mia grinned, a spark of mischief dancing in her eyes. "Your lecture starts tomorrow."
I looked at her, my brow furrowing in confusion. "Lecture? What do you mean, lecture? Am I taking this like it's some college course or what?"
"Exactly," Mia laughed, sipping a cup of juice. "It’s a course. You’ll learn gradually until you succeed. And don't worry, there’s no tuition fee required."
I stared at her in disbelief. We both burst into laughter, the sound filling the small apartment and finally cutting through the suffocating tension that had been strangling me for days. It felt good to laugh, even if it was just a temporary escape from the crushing reality of my situation. After
