Chapter 8

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Monday had arrived like the speed of light and I'd never felt more nervous to head to work. I woke up with butterflies in my stomach, and not the nice type of butterflies. What would I do if I got fired already? This job is literally my life and I need it. I'd be getting $7000 if I can last a month and will also have a place to live in so I really needed the job. My gaze scanned the dress once more in the mirror, hoping it would fit a caretaker role. The blue shirt I had on was a match to the black jean trouser I had on. My hair had been packed to the back, which was because I was way too nervous and it dancing around my shoulder made me feel worse. I took my blue purse, then headed out of the room. Hopefully, Lucy was still asleep. No use having her waste my time with some bori

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