|ERICA'S POV|
Come on. Walk faster.
I chanted over and over again. Sun has already settled and to say that I am afraid would be an understatement. I never liked darkness but this little one story cafe was the only place where I found peace and calm. Although I first accepted the job only for money but soon, I started loving how I can perfectly make a coffee and cupcakes. People loved them and when they complimented, I feel like I am good for something although this feeling isn't permanent but still.
Today was a blunder. That Casanova pig had done everything to get on my last nerves. What the f**k does he think of himself? I don't why he's doing all this? What does he wants from me?
I am not pretty at all. I am nothing compared to all the beautiful ladies he's surrounded by. He's a c
