Chapter 11— Cravings and feelings

Rosalie sniffed and clung to herself despite the hotness of her body. The sound of her heart beating slowly coupled her blurry vision.

Her face was stained with tears that dropped as her mind ran wild about the situation on ground. It's been a week since she told the man she was going to pay him by the end of month.

How that slipped off her mouth she didn't know.

She guessed it was the only thing her brain thought of in that dangerous situation.

She sniffled and sighed.

She knew one thing; she couldn't get 30,000 in a week; except a miracle happened. And she was sure now—she wasn't meant for good things.

Her phone beeped and she hurriedly reached out for it.

She checked her mail and her eyes became clouded with tears when she saw one of her applications had been rejected.

She had been trying to get a job to no avail. She sighed and palmed her face.

The heat she felt was nothing compared to the pain in her life. She never imagined her life this way. 22 and not having money? She didn't