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.

the counter next to my register, swinging her legs.

aren’t mean.”

let Gary see you sitting there,” I said.

her eyes. “Yesterday it

man needs to

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“Mia!”

frustration makes people cranky. It’s

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

said, shooting Mia an apologetic look. “They’ve been cooped up all

all,” I said, meaning it this time. At

for that new kids’ cereal? The

left,” Mia called out before I could answer. “Next to the Lucky Charms. Fair

One of his kids-maybe six

poop!” the kid announced

that vital information,” the man said dryly, but he was

regaled his kids with increasingly ridiculous stories about various breakfast cereals and their digestive effects. By

with kids,” I

learned to be assholes yet.” Mia slid off

a text. I glanced down, hoping

warranty is about to

my phone was mocking

over my shoulder. “Please tell

said, shoving the phone

distressed by this information. “Sara, when was

question hit me like a slap. “I’m not really dating right

a puzzle she needed to solve. “Are you

*You could say that.*

like that,”

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

car.”

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“It’s complicated.”

fun!” Mia’s phone buzzed, and she immediately perked up. “Ooh! Speaking

“Derek?”

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

her. “You have

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