Layla's POV
My first day at the job was total chaos. I spilled coffee on a customer, I mixed up orders and nearly dropped a tray of croissants. My employer, Greta, was patient but stern. She'd say, "it is fine Ava, " patting me by the shoulder. "You will get a hang of it soon."
Adjusting to the name 'Ava' was both fun and challenging. Sometimes I'd not realize when I'm being called.But it was what I chose to introduce myself. It was easier to live as Ava, the new girl in the city, than as Layla, the woman with holes in her past and stains on her reputation.
Naomi did not take my decision lightly.
"You are waiting tables? " She screamed in anger later that night when I informed her. "You know you could find something better right?"
I smiled faintly. "Maybe. But this is enough for
