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.

I said.” She hopped up onto the counter next

aren’t mean.”

you sitting there,” I said. “He’s

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

The man needs to

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“Mia!”

It’s true! Sexual frustration makes people cranky.

customer approached-a tired-looking man with three kids hanging off his shopping cart like

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

it this time.

kids’ cereal? The one with

before I could answer. “Next to the Lucky

eyes went wide. One of his

poop!” the kid announced to the entire

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

cereals and their digestive effects. By the time he left, all three children were laughing so hard they

with kids,” I told

Mia slid off the counter. “Unlike adults, who seem to

a text. I glanced

warranty is about to

my phone was

my shoulder. “Please tell me you’re

spam,” I said, shoving the phone back in

Just spam?” She looked genuinely distressed by this information. “Sara, when was the last time you went

question hit me like a slap. “I’m not

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

*You could say that.*

that,” I

immediately softened with sympathy. “Was he a total dick? Did he cheat? Please tell me you

car.”

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“It’s complicated.”

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

“Derek?”

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

stared at her. “You

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