160 Chapter 160

Seraphina’s POV 1

“Next!” I called out, forcing my voice to sound cheerful despite wanting to crawl under the counter and disappear forever.

The customer-a middle-aged woman with a scowl that could curdle milk-slammed her items down so hard the bananas nearly bounced off the conveyor belt.

“This store is a joke,” she announced. “Twenty minutes in line! Twenty minutes!”

“I’m sorry about the wait, ma’am. We’re a bit short-staffed today-”

“Don’t give me excuses!” She jabbed her finger at me. “I’ve been shopping here for fifteen years, and the service gets worse every time!”

I scanned her items mechanically. Behind her, the line stretched halfway to the pharmacy, filled with equally irritated customers checking their phones and sighing dramatically.

“That’ll be thirty-two forty-seven,” I said.

“Highway robbery,” she muttered, slapping her credit card down. “In my day, you could feed a family for ten dollars.”

*In your day, people probably didn’t treat retail workers like garbage,* I thought but didn’t say. Instead, I smiled that fake customer

service smile I’d perfected.

“Have a great day!”

She snorted and stalked off with her bags.

“Next!”

This was my life now. Eight hours a day, six days a week, dealing with people who acted like I was personally responsible for everything

wrong with their existence.

But it was a paycheck. A tiny paycheck that barely covered my rent and ramen noodle dinners, but money nonetheless.

“Oh my God, that woman was such a bitch!”

I looked up to see Mia bouncing over from register two, her cotton candy pink hair catching the harsh fluorescent lights. She was barely

twenty-two, all energy and confidence and the kind of fearless optimism that came from never having your world collapse around you.

“Mia, she might still be in the store, I warned.

hopped up onto the counter next

aren’t mean.”

sitting there,” I said. “He’s already in a mood about

in a mood about something” Mia rolled her eyes. “Yesterday it was the bathroom supplies. Last

man needs

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“Mia!”

It’s true! Sexual frustration makes people

register beeped. Another customer approached-a tired-looking man with three kids hanging off his shopping

shooting Mia an apologetic look. “They’ve been cooped

problem at all,” I said, meaning it this time. At least he was polite. “Did

new kids’ cereal? The one with the rainbow

out before I could answer. “Next

wide. One of his kids-maybe six

the kid announced to the entire

for that vital information,” the man said dryly, but he was trying not to

increasingly ridiculous stories about various breakfast cereals and their digestive effects. By the time he left,

with kids,” I

to be assholes yet.” Mia slid off the counter. “Unlike adults,

a text. I glanced down, hoping for

warranty is

Even my phone was mocking

shoulder. “Please tell me you’re

the phone back in

Just spam?” She looked genuinely distressed by this information. “Sara, when

like a slap. “I’m not really dating

register, studying me like I was a puzzle she needed to solve. “Are you getting

*You could say that.*

that,”

a total dick? Did he cheat? Please tell me you at least

car.”

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“It’s complicated.”

fun!” Mia’s phone buzzed, and she immediately perked up. “Ooh! Speaking of fun-Derek just texted.

“Derek?”

Friday Derek, who’s a completely different person.” She was already typing back furiously. “Apparently his friend got

“You have

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