Elena ‘s POV
I stared at the email, rereading the words for what felt like the hundredth time.
We are pleased to inform you that your application has been accepted. Please report for your first shift tomorrow at 9 PM.
A job.
I had finally found one.
After days of searching, sending applications, and facing one rejection after another, someone had finally agreed to hire me.
But it wasn’t in an office.
It wasn’t something I had studied for.
It wasn’t even remotely close to the future I had imagined for myself.
It was at a bar.
I clenched my jaw, staring at the words on the screen.
It wasn’t ideal.
Hell, it wasn’t even acceptable by my standards.
But what choice did I have?
Adrian had made sure I was financially helpless. He had blocked my cards, cut me off from the life I once
