Chapter 8: The Morning After

CHAPTER 8: The Morning After

The blaring sound of honking cars woke Journee. It was 7.30 A.M

Half falling out of bed, she held on to the bedside table, then propped herself back on to the pillows. Blinking at the bright chandelier that hung above the bed, Journee sighed.

It’s all still so surreal. Many women would be envious to be surrounded by such luxury and married into a wealthy family. I should count my blessings. Perhaps I can ask granny if there is a position I can hold to help the family business. As a graduate, I would be hunting for a job now if I had not gotten married. Maybe I can ask her over breakfast. I should make a good impression before making my request.

After a quick shower, Journee chose the most casual and least ornamented new clothes provided for her – a pair of bootleg Guess jeans, button-down silk shirt and the same white sneakers she had worn for her wedding yesterday.

“Good morning, mam.” Rosette called out as she entered the ro