Sya's POV:
It'd been a week and everything was going according to what I'd expected. I asked Helena if I could work at the cafe and guess what? She said yes! A b****y yes! I would have been surprised if I didn't already know what she and her d**k of a son are planning to do to me.
Anyways, at least I could spend some good time before die.
Honestly! I don't want to live either. I have nothing to cherish in my life. I have no family and who would be stupid enough to accept a weirdo like me. I'm broken, with so much emotional baggage. So, I'll pretend to be a little optimistic. I'm pretty good at being pretentious, anyways.
I had been working at the cafe after college. Helena said I could work there but I had to be back home before John came back since telling him was definitely not a gr
