Aliyah's POV
Today, Tracy had a day off and decided to come stay at the cafe with me. She said she is coming just in case I needed help because of the severe body pains I had yesterday. The owner had no complaints and he let her stay.
Tracy glanced around, before she turned her gaze to me and whispered. “You could have bought a cafe like this and you won't even feel like your money is running out”
I groaned but laughed afterwards. “We're not at it again”
“I wonder what use is having a lot of money” she grinned while shaking her head and laughing.
“It'll be used to take care of homeless kids, broken girls like me, and used girls who have no one to lean on” I whispered back to her.
Just then, an engine roared loudly outside. My gaze went to the door and I watched as a huge tattooe
