Chapter 7

Aurelia's POV

I was searched throughly but nothing was found on me, no money, no evidence of me being a whore.

At their dismay, I was let off the hook. I may seem foolish, but I am highly intellectual too, I used to have high grades back in high school, I usually did all of Clara's homework for her.

I craftily hid the money in the bun of my hair, no one could suspect a thing, I needed the money, my mom and sister always snacthed me of everything I had. This time I didn't let them.

“You did what?!!” Dita exclaimed.

“Of course I can't be his personal coffee maker” I explained the yesterday's incidence to Dita.

“That's was your only opportunity Aurelia, you fucked up” I didn’t know Dita to be a person who uses curse words, it means she was really upset.

I didn't think about it so much, to me it didn't make sense being Silas's personal coffee maker. Asides that, there was no way I could quit my job, my mum would fry me. I can't leave the coffee shop, it's the only thing that reminds me of my father.

I didn't have any other place to live. Also, I had bigger dreams than that, I want to have a degree and own my personal coffee shop.

‘Goerge's Place’ wasn't mine it also didn't belong to the woman I called a mother. My late father never left a will, so my mother took charge over it.

I was the only one who knew about the affairs of the coffee shop, I used to follow my father occassionally. That's why I work here and all the earnings goes to my mother.

“Aurelia… Aurelia” Dita snapped her fingers at my face.

“Yeah…” 

“Where did you go?”

I got lost in thoughts, reminiscing the memories I used to have with my father. He was the only one who seemed to care about me, even if it was just a little.

“What?” I nagged.

“To be honest, I respect your decisions, but it isn't healthy for you to continue like this”

I knew that, I knew that precisely. My state of mind was in harm, I was being abused by my adoptive mother and sister.

“Sister Dita… I am trying to do it the right way”

“The right way is picking yourself first dear, the right way is going were you are loved, not being constantly abused and devalued”

“I am loved, everyone in the coffee shop loves me” I said trying making sure I believed that myself.

“Then you return home everyday, you return back to the nightmare you call a family”

“But I love them…”

“You what?” Dita asked in disbelief.

“I love my mother and sister”

“You are nuts!”

Dita didn't bother talking me anymore, she was upset for a reason unknown to me. I avoided Silas, even when I served him I did not spare him a glance.

He didn't ask me out, he only offered me a job, why do I feel so much uneasiness?

Dita also refused to talk to me, she was probably still upset..

My day was plain and dry, my thoughts weighed over me all along. I decided to make myself happy with the money Silas gave me.

While walking on the streets I saw a helpless beggar, he was a little boy of about 10 years old. He was hungry and clothed in rags.

“Hi” I appraoched him.

“What do you want?” The boy said harshly.

I should have backed off but I didn't, I wanted to help the boy and that meant I had to speak to him.

“Would you like to have some food?” 

“Yes, I would”

“Come with me” I held his hand and took him into a nearby mall to get him food, I also bought him new clothes.

I watched him change into the new clothes estactically. I found it hard to believe they are other kids like this out there, starving, broken and hopeless.

If I had the chance, I would save as much children as I could, these amazing little beings are our futures.

“Thanks ma'am” the boy said, excitement written all over him, he thought I was an angel, he might be seeing me as one.

“I'm Aurelia”

“Thanks Aurelia”

It gladdened my heart helping less privilegded people, I wasn't rich but neither was I on the street begging and starving.

I also needed new clothes, but to me, the little boy needed it more. I sat with the little boy for a while, he was fun to be with, I got to learn a little about him.