"I am very sorry, sir. It won't happen again," Vionne said, fingers fidgeting nervously.
These were her worst fears. The world seemed too small to avoid Aldrin. Despite the wealth of the Morales family, she struggled to find a job that wasn't owned by Aldrin.
She had thought someone else owned the place she worked because a different name was introduced to them during orientation. She had been a bagger for a month now, and she was content with the salary she received. It wasn't much, but it was enough, and it was above the minimum offered to newcomers like her.
She couldn't forget the 40th day of Alex's passing, where they almost crossed paths at the memorial park where Alex's ashes were kept. Vionne tried to avoid Aldrin. She didn't want to be involved in the man's life anymore.
She h
