Married To The Ruthless Alpha

Episode Two: You'll be fine.

The loud sound of an alarm woke me up, and I wiped my eyes and looked at the clock. It was seven o'clock in the morning. I slowly make my way to the bathroom, where I clean my teeth before taking off my clothing and getting in the shower. The cool water splashing on me makes me feel good. I cleaned my hair and then rinsed it.

After that, I came out of the bathroom with a towel around me. I put on some black pants and an extra-large sweater. I sighed as I combed through my sticky, damp hair because my scalp stung from the knot. Even though the bruises on my face would heal in a few minutes, I let my hair down to hide them. I threw on some shoes, got my phone and purse, and silently left my room.

It was a Saturday, so the maids who were in charge of breakfast were already up. I said hello to several people as I walked by them on my way to the kitchen. I saw two females looking at me with curiosity, but I didn't pay attention to them.

Some of them have been here since I was a kid and know what I went through. I simply didn't want them to feel sorry for me.

He was their employer before he died, and he was quite kind to them. It wasn't until two years later that a persistent malignancy that was becoming worse took him away. I took a deep breath and proceeded to the fridge in the corner of the kitchen. I picked out a sandwich and some fruit juice that I had cooked the night before and put them in the microwave to warm them up. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 6:35. That means I have approximately 25 minutes to go to work.

I grabbed my breakfast and left the house. When the chilly air struck my face, I took a deep breath and bit into my sandwich. Then I walked to the bus station.

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I went up to Danny and handed him a card. He seemed somewhat apprehensive as he gave me a dish of food in return.

"Amelia, are you okay?" he said, looking at me closely.

Danny was a friend and coworker of mine. We attended to the same high school, yet nevertheless we both ended ourselves working at the same restaurant. When he was six years old, his aunt took him in when his parents died. But by the time he graduated from high school, they didn't have enough money to send him to college since they also had to take care of three kids. They simply let him reside with them and provide him food. Danny understood, but he argued that he needed to work and save money for education.

He found a job at O'NEILL'S Food diner, where he has been working for more than three years. He finally became a manager, which is something he's happy with for now.

Anyway, after Dad died, he said I might work here when he got the news. I was really thankful and took it since it was hard for me to get work at the time.

Not everyone wants to hire a high school graduate who has never worked before.

I smiled a little and nodded at him since I remembered that he had posed a question.

I went over to table six and put the tray with the hamburgers, chips, and yogurt on it for them. I look at the clock and see that I only have 15 minutes left in my shift. After work, I have to go someplace.

"Your food." I murmured something to them and then moved on to the next order.

I went to the storage, took off my uniform, and put on my regular clothes. When I take my luggage, I notice Danny coming up to me.

"Are you ready to go, Amelia?" He says this with a big smile on his face.

I pondered why he was always so happy, even after a tough day. "Yes, I am," I said back with a grin.

"I'll see you on Monday." I say.

He made a pouty face, and I laughed and pulled on his nose with my fingers. He crossed his arms and looked angry when his expression altered. I always giggled at how he reacted.

"Come here." I say, hugging him with my arms around him.

He answered it, and I heard him let out a long sigh, which made him feel better.

"You'll be fine." He mumbles something and then pulls me aside to look at my face. "I know you are strong, Amelia, and I know you are special. Don't allow anybody tell you you're weak or don't deserve to be happy. Everyone does. You deserve to be happy, and you'll be OK. You can always count on me to be there when you need to chat or complain. Okay? Just call me."

I blinked away the tears that were nearly making it hard for me to see and nodded at him. Danny understands what I'm going through, and even when I don't say anything, he still gets me.

"Thanks." I mouthed a word to him, and he smiled back. I say farewell and go to the door that leads outside.

As soon as I went outside, the chilly air made me shudder and I wrapped my arms around my body.

I should have worn a thicker shirt.