Part Thirty-Seven.

Beatrice threw her hair into a messy bun as she walked into the kitchen, she sighed staring at how lovely the kitchen was, and right now, what she was thinking about is how to make her next move.

With her current job as a secretary, she can't keep up with that amount of money to pay for house rent, and again her pride won't let her ask anyone for money to help except her parents, and she wants to avoid bothering them too.

She plodded tiredly to the fridge in the kitchen and wanted to have a soda drink and got disappointed with herself when she opened the door of the fridge and couldn't find any drinks inside the fridge, just bottled water.

'I need to make time and go to the grocery store,' She frowned inwardly, she had been telling herself that for like two weeks now without taking a step to the grocery store and now all her foodstuffs had completely gone dry.

'I guess I will go for water instead,' She thought and grabbed a bottle of water, she opened the lid and gulped down the cold