"He can't afford to bring on more people," I relayed to Trey as we pulled up to the house.
"It's alright. We'll find you something soon," Trey reassured, giving my hand a comforting squeeze.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and hopped out of his sleek black truck.
"Thanks for the ride, Trey," I said.
"Anytime. You got that spare key I gave you?"
"Yep. Do you need your phone back?"
He shook his head, and I closed the truck door behind me.
As he drove back into town, I unlocked the door and stepped into the quiet house.
I made my way upstairs to my room.
I kicked off my ballet flats and shrugged off my denim jacket.
I unzipped my black knee-length skirt, letting it pool at my feet, and unbuttoned my white blouse.
I changed into some comfy grey leggings and a white tank top before heading d
