Chapter 8

The blaring noise of her alarm jolted Selena awake.

“Ughhhh,” she groaned weakly, dragging her tired body towards the bathroom to get ready for work.

Thirty minutes later, Selena stepped out of her apartment building. Her apartment was located in a quiet neighborhood.

The streets were relatively ordinary and the houses there were built in a specific manner. Most of the people who lived here were the young and average working-class citizens, who were just home at night.

Selena wore a silk white top and a pair of tailored brown pants. She put on a cream coloured coat as the weather outside was still quite chilly and wrapped a soft scarf loosely around her neck.

She tied her hair into a neat bun, had just a simple earring on, and just nude lipstick to make her face a bit more lively. She looked polished. Clean. Professional. Just the way the world expected.

She flagged down a cab a few steps from her building and rode silently to work.

Selena was an average designer who worked at a fair