Chapter OneA few months later
Milly was as comfortable as she ever got lately. In her pajamas, a scented candle burning on the bureau, freshly laundered sheets on the rented, saggy bed she rubbed her aching feet with one hand while she finished reading the chapter of her book. She’d had a long, hard day, but it was finally done.
She’d totally forgotten how draining a double shift waitressing could be. After three years in college, with a business degree under her belt, it had honestly never crossed her mind she’d need to fall back on her part time high-school waitressing experience to help keep her fed with ramen and pay her rent.
One asshole ex-boyfriend breaking her heart and ruining her credit had managed to bring her pretty low. Then, with her upwardly mobile professional life in a
